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If dreams are for children
and reality the goal of the wise...
Why do I remember
complete truth and beauty
in the warmth of the sun
as it shone
on the very top of my head
as I sat in a puddle left by rain?
There was the taste of Spring clover
shared with a curious puppy...
Boundless energy
to explore the horizons
and touch the rainbows--
And my father
singing nonsense songs
out of tune...
to me.
~ Jane Gwaltney
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