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05 June 2013

Sheltering roofs

The bedroom roof sheltered us from the rains
And masked the stars from our thoughts.
We huddled under the old blanket
Knit by an ancient woman’s hands
When that woman was young
And could not yet imagine a future
In which we would breathe and live
And dream childlike dreams under her roof
While her bones rested far away,
But sheltered from the same rains and stars.

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