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Hello Willow,

I wonder what is strange about it to you?
It was what I watched happen. The son
soon withered away himself. I had seen
a time when the son was small and the
father was loving. Drugs happened.

Thank you for stoppig by.

Sylvia

Hello Paul,

You are a master at finding a story in a poem. It must be
your studies or your innate desire to understand what your
peers are trying to say.

You got this one spot on! The dead father had a cruel father,
it left its daggers in the heart of this man who has died. He
did try once to be a good father to the first child, but hardships
made him bitter and responsibilities made him angry. He sent
his children away.

I think in all likelehood that the younger man did go to the funeral
to be the center of attention again. Perhaps for old times sake. His
dad had to be quiet while he laughed and talked and hugged which
he sure did a lot of. That day closed a part of his life he could not
treasure. He remembered love though and when he had a mother.
So, he sent roses.

Thank you ever so much for the early morning review. We've had
power outgage for many hours and your message is nice to find
once we have lights and heat and tv and cds and computers and
food. Sylvia