daddy’s gone away

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daddy’s gone away
he’s gone away
and never coming back
.
but I feel him, sis,
don’t you?
.
we’ve lost his smile,
the sound of his laugh —
but he’s always here
in every cell we own
.
he’s in our bones
our brains
our blood
our lives —
woven seamlessly
in our dna
and
in every breath we take
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My Daddy

still in progress
My Daddy
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Morro Bay
Cayucos
a gentle strength
a gentle man
a gentle limp
 mowing grandma’s lawn
 walnuts
grapes
summer gardens
 barbeques
the patio corner grill
 colored concrete squares
the very last — sis and me –

bare footprints, handprints
saved for good, the house now gone
clothesline hanging low
ping-pong with sis

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