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Ode To Scarf

October 16, 2007
By Anonymous

Darling red scarf,
Red as the brightest setting sun.
Soft, gentle, caressing my flesh.
I pull you through my fingers,
watching the cherry waterfall.
It's soothing.
To my beloved grandmother you belonged.
Although she has departed,
Your bright silk strands are what
brings me through day by day.


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