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Jan 2019
They gather under
the steeple, beneath
spire and holy cross,

when I run past on
Sunday mornings
especially when

it's sunny with
leaves budding
I think of lifting

the preacher's wife's
dress to her waist,
her eyes glued

to the sky.
Doug Potter
Written by
Doug Potter  Iowa
       ---, vicki, Wk kortas, Martin PalatickΓ½, bob and 5 others
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