by Joseph Michael Lynch
(Branford, CT, U.S.A.)
The Sun's shining bright, not a cloud in the sky. Yet I'm soaked to the bone, no tear left to cry.
I walk out this door, a new day has begun. My thoughts are with you - to father from son.
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