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Great Aunt Velma
As you rock to-and-fro in a twilight room
do you watch shadows sway among shadows
as memories dance by candlelight?
Does he come to you there
the one whose curl of hair you hide inside
a golden locket kept close to the beat of your heart?
Do you stoll a familiar pathway
then unite in sweet minuet
together in the secluded garden of your mind?
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