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Thursday, August 8, 2013

Fast Day 321 August 3 2013 Watch and Chain







Watch and Chain

As we closed up the cottage
he sat alone outside,
upon the old and mildewed bench,
just gazing at the sky;
I wondered if he would return
to look upon the cove;
I wondered then if he would see
another summer’s rose.

Don’t sell my daddy’s wedding ring,
don’t sell his watch and his chain;
don’t sit in the chair that he sat in;
it will only cause us pain.

Fishing lines he no longer knots,
leaving them apart,
he means to clean the tackle box,
but he does not even start;
the ensign and the helmsman
on the gangway of his mind;
he’s walking to the Navy yard:
all memories behind.

Don’t sell my daddy’s wedding ring,
don’t sell his watch and his chain;
don’t sit in the chair that he sat in;
it will only cause us pain.

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