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Jun 2012
Out of a licked sealed envelope your face emerged
Handed to me I did then look at thee.
It was a glossy three by five,
Who would know latter Iā€™d take you for a drive.
Studying you like a blueprint in this sacred place,
All I got to work with was just your face.
Found myself suddenly in the middle of a quick test
Smile ear to ear, my mind then tells me, this is the best.
Off I go Iā€™m on the quest.
Family Lacking in any kind of trust,
Now I hold your photo
Comparing to the profile of your now bust.
Darting eyes go back and forth
No prominent scars, not even a mark from birth
Picture looked about ten years earlier
How much you all change while lying on your back.
Doris did prove that to me
After the fact I found out that she was thee.
Turning your face to look at me now
For you laid looking to the left
Your mouth hung open exposing your pearly white.
Top front two I found the clue,
Inward they curved, from teeth maybe to big
And having a jaw, which was too tight.

(CARSr.6-1-12)
Curt A Rivard Sr
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Curt A Rivard Sr  Connecticut
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