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Last night I awoke knew
That I should say goodbye now
To these verses. That's how it always goes
After a few years. They have to get out
Into the world. It's not possible to keep them
Forever! here under the roof.
Poor things. They must set out for town.
A few will be allowed to return later.
But most of them are still hanging around out there.
Who knows what will become of them. Before they
Find their peace.
Source: Poetry (October 1998).
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SUBJECT Arts & Sciences, Living, Parenthood, Poetry & Poets
Poetic Terms Metaphor
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