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For Evan
four small hands
it took;
they brought him
for love
holding.
placing.
bracing.
Evan darling
silver one,
a button,
I dream your eyes
your Mummy’s eyes.
ah little boy
our grief!
your silent hours
across the breeze
of summer
leaking
went your utter soul
on the night,
its wings
and stars that blew
for love.
he said
he need not give
the blessing,
for the child
was already so
Goodbye, my little cousin. "Evan" January 15th 2010- January 31st 2012
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Comment by Peter Le Baige on February 20, 2012 at 17:11 -
Too sad and beautifully written to say much more, that 'leaking' feels so 'desperate'.
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Comment by Victoria Curtin on February 10, 2012 at 18:02 -
Thank you very much K
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Comment by K Davis on February 8, 2012 at 21:22 -
This is beautiful, very.
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