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This poem is dedicated to all the people out there, for whom Father's Day is tough. I see you. You too, are worthy of love. ------ My...

My Mother is beautiful She once had thick, wavy hair Browner than the trunks of the sturdiest trees Her glasses framed her face for years...

Will we do it all again if we go to Mars? Among my stars and sighs I look at you with batting eyes Does not my soul lay bare before you?...