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I saw Sandy walking in my garden.
About a month ago.
I just saw him walking in the garden.
He gave me a smile. I think.
He looked so good. Young.
He was walking in the garden.
Under my kitchen window.
He was a wonderful child.
He looked younger.
 
My poem
                Like my life
Descends
                In line
From
                My grandmother
Recalling
                A vision
 
Not a dream
                She says
Of her son
                My uncle
Now
                Four years dead
Walking
                In her garden
 
I write 
                Her words
On this napkin
                Curious
Where it
                --Poetry--
Begins
                Or ends

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