His daughter needed a poet,
To read and then to quote…
Her Dad asked me if I could be
Inspiration for a poem she wrote.
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Knowing I had “too much color”,
I made it my business to clear….
Pictures and such he’s think too much
For young eyes and her ear.
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Holding my breath tonight,
My relief is the Dad who asked….
Did it go well–was I a good sell–
Did I succeed in my task?
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–Jonathan Caswell, Poet
