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My Dad
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On His Deathbed

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by [wipperud ]

2007-08-31  |     | 

In the wintry square

of a clinic's walls

he lay there

on the second floor.

Uncle helped him

to some red.

I couldn't

help but notice;

cancer made

his skull

seem small,

my hand cupping

his head.

Christmas eve, twenty-fourth,

we were singing that psalm

my uncle and I

while my mother stood by.

All the while

white snow

ever so slowly

fell from the sky.

In a car

on the eve

of Christmas Day,

we tried to get there

in time.

The motor stopped.

And the snow

fell ever so

slowly as we

sang that psalm.

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