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Jan 2011
The sweetest words I ever read,
are carved in stone.
Wrote so low you have to stoop.
Unless you are the size of a baby.
The babies are too young to read.
So I read it for them, though my heart bleeds.
"Asleep,until the Day dawns
and the shadows flee away....."
Margaret Dunbar died 125 years ago tomorrow, 3rd January.
jeremy wyatt
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