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FROM: A SONG FOR MY FATHER
by Desmond Egan

I chanced on a photo

my father in shirtsleeves
standing by the greenhouse

on so relaxed a summer's day
no one bothered to pose
least of all the dandelions

and my mother saying something to Kate
who wonders with the yellow roses

the privet hedge we cut down since looks lovely
a doll lies forever in the sun

and I can almost smell the dinner
see our folding chairs and table the
other side of my camera

the red serviettes blowing

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