Tag: poetry
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Lighthouses
On April 29th my family lost our patriarch – my Grandad. He was 90 years old and a month before he died he got to attend my little brother’s wedding. He was still mowing his own grass and driving himself pretty much anywhere he wanted to go and maintaining his independence like he was 60,…
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The Meadow
It’s a Sunday afternoon. Or maybe a Tuesday. Could also be a Friday, I wouldn’t know. I’m about four years old and all I know for sure is that the sun in shining and it’s that perfect temperature outside when it’s cool enough to lay in the sun and take a nap and not sweat.…
Ladner Stroud 