today

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today

we walked to the farmers’ market
sunshine flowing like a cape

some are gathering in washington
to hope and dream out loud

linda ronstadt said she has parkinson’s
and will never sing again

I watched a little boy of joy dance
in the middle of the coffee shop

marks three weeks since my dad died
and our little dog, too

I will write this poem and then go
back out into the sunshine

Peace,
Milton

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