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Mar 2015
You always were
my advance guard,

even as a kid,
way out

in front
searching out

the land ahead.
Now, you've gone

ahead again,
leaving me behind,

bringing up
the rear;

but now,
you've entered

Death's land,
and I can't

come yet,
my dear.
A FATHER TALKS TO HIS DEAD SON.
Terry Collett
Written by
Terry Collett  Sussex, England
(Sussex, England)   
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