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HomecomingMaureen ThorsonForever exercise in disappointment, The wives' makeup melting, the kids Bored and fussy on the scalding pier, Armed with patriotic pom-poms bought And paid for with wives' club Money. Like watching paint dry, A bike rust, the tide leaching out At day's end is watching your Ship come in, cumbrous and yes All the sailors turned out on The decks in summer whites. It's a happy occasion. But They've go their work and All you can do is wait to receive, For the chit of your patience, Someone too tired to call out your name. Maureen Thorson Read Bio Author Discusses Poems |
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