Oh no, this broke my heart. This was a powerful story, Ken. It was such a lovely poem.

An iron gate blocks me from the drive
cars whoosh by on the roadway
rocking me back, and it takes a while
to spot the tree where Orson is buried,
and a longer while to realize
home exists only in one place now,
only in my heart
For All the Days To Come
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Ken Martin
Assumpta Nalubowa
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Sep 18, 2023
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Oh no, this broke my heart. This was a powerful story, Ken. It was such a lovely poem.
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