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She's my wife
in the morning coffee
Her children I gave her
They're mine in later years
She is home,
not me
I damn well shall protect
I revolve
her
privately we know
And we balance exact
In my house
walls, doors, rafters
all a skeleton
I half fill it
She overfills
me
Ducks vee over this house
Bless me
Her children bless me
Look like her
blessing
Water rains gracing roof
over her
we
grace the lawn like hair
and swingset still
and noble
Fireplace for us
together only living
room
late at night star warm
over this house
Prayer for supper
I am glad thanks
Fearing outside
her
this house
sometimes, when I go
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