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Pearl Harbor, December 7, 1941 and my mother

December 7th, 2011

The mother
bright-eyed with wild
and fuzzy mane
slender with the hunger and the lust for
of one that survived the war

She is alive
with a golden claim
upon her hand
a promise of hope and riches in
an across the ocean land

A  vision turned
not a dream
when she became a
woman with a child

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