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Our Life Up High
© by Yurii Broughton

In the grass next to the stones
stacked so high we call them home.

No sun shines on this day.
Makes us happy... cold and grey.

Holding each other, watching the crows
our daughter in the window, her innocence glows.

She smiles and waves down to us,
mist through her hair the color of rust.

Lighting her candles and reading her books,
soft and beautiful ; mother's looks.

I, as her father live my life ...
only one reason... daughter and wife.

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