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Thursday, March 11, 2004 10:24 am

Knoepfle 3-11-04

young girl singing

my father is looking at me
and I am shamefaced
I don't know why he is smiling
my mother is singing in the kitchen
my brothers are winking
they are making silly faces

I hope he does not see me
peering through the blinds
he has come walking by my house
fourteen times this morning
he seems to be staring
at redbirds in the cottonwood tree

I must pretend I am alone
my joy is three white roses
hidden in a blue bush
my joy throws redbirds in the air
and I am full and overflowing
like the singing of my mother

© John Knoepfle 2004

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