Tag: prayers
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I Would Be a Father By Now
By now, I would be a father, / bouncing a child on my sturdy knee, my nose nuzzled against its downy body, as to a full-blown, fragrant rose.
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A Little Orphan Sings
Night senses this in sleep: / the streets cease to lament / their desolation; / a lad sings.
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The Testament
Good night to you my little village / and a good forever… / Does a leaf rustle on the tree? / Or does sorrow sing everywhere?