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For My Father: A Forgotten Fairy Tale

Hazy wish, misted dream
sifts through the night's long care.
An enchanted sky slants into your bed
You shiver, though yet unaware.




The castle window curtain drifts
from lacey green to love blues.
Its velvet deepness calls
a sigh of paisley hues.




Vague and tangled from dusty age,
the words are hard to see.
While a weary piper tramps below
And clamors out his plea.




So, sit upon the stuffed divan
Serve your cakes and ale.
Not since the day you grew tall,
have you heard a fairy tale.

(Except for this blog, this poem has never been published.)

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