Lloyds lamp and Dad's knife,
Zena's fur coat and the money
from Janice. Dan's always talking
about Irene. And I still think of
Dusty and Sue. Uncle Greg
at the farm and Uncle Jim
drunk in his car. Both my
grandfathers living in Whitby.
My own fathers tomb with
the trout on the headstone.
Trying so hard for something
so frail and tentative. I am
always wanting to do better.
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