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Sep 2015
I always look forward to moments at supper
When we savor mama’s delicacies lacquered in pepper
Whilst listening to your narrations of fables
Cast in antiquity, of beings and their hustles.
Your razor sharp wit always on beck and call
To solve all thorny issues no matter how small.
Spotting an imperfection so perfect
To think you circumspect
Would be a costly error
Needless to say you still champion the era
Of pre-digital awareness
Yet you harness
Technology with mind boggling dexterity.
No wonder you possess an unmatched temerity.
This poetic piece
an afterthought after realization that I've
several poetic pieces of mama and not even one of papa.
This one is to 'knock papa out"....:-)
Anderson M
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Anderson M
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