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Jan 2016
It takes them all and the taller
you are
makes no odds,
fall gently,
for now,
the day is done.

There is sadness when old friends pass away,
a tear or two in my eyes and the wish they could stay.

In the midst of this two loving friends kiss
goodbye.

But it's only au revoir
for as far as I know
wherever it is where friends go when they go
it is just a short skip away,
a sailboat on a grey day heading
for the Sun.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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