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Peter’s Birthday

Nearly autumn

home back home again

music drifting through the open window

and what I hope was not another gunshot

in my neighborhood in what once was

my safe little town where I raised three sons

without too much worry, one of whom has

a birthday today a quiet one I’m thinking

because of because and I wish I was there

to bake him a nice little cake crank up

some ice cream sing a merry tune

hold his slim self in my arms on

his own birthday that is today.

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