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My Pops never cease to amaze Me..... always the magician He is. Just when I think I figured out something, He Rubix cubes it & hands it back with that grin & innocent giggle.....
He couldn't stop crying
Prying into his soul, that was now bare.
It felt like he was dying.
His love could only stare.
She could hear the noises of the birds
