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Sunday, April 16, 2017

                                                                   To David At Easter                                

                                                      You live in Janeth's laughing eyes,

You speak with Barbara's tongue,

And Richard, reticent and wise,

Is you when you were young.


Love's roots grow deeper than the tomb.

Beyond the reach of frost,

One flower will fade, one flower will bloom --

But spring is never lost!

                                               Ernestine Cobern Beyer








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