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                           The Love                                      [80C
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                       I remember my father                              [80C
                       Lying there                                       [80C
                       In that big hospital bed                          [80C
                       Looking so frail                                  [80C
                       So small                                          [80C
                       So alone                                          [80C
                       At fifty-eight                                    [80C
                       His mind                                          [80C
                       His body                                          [80C
                       Stolen                                            [80C
                       At fifty-eight                                    [80C
                       Old                                               [80C
                       Feeble                                            [80C
                       Unknowing                                         [80C
                       And dying                                         [80C
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                       I remember his eyes                               [80C
                       The light gone                                    [80C
                       Nothing in them                                   [80C
                       Save the cold wet haze                            [80C
                       Of death                                          [80C
                       But even then                                     [80C
                       At the end                                        [80C
                       In his mind                                       [80C
                       In his heart                                      [80C
                       One thing survived -                              [80C
                       Love                                              [80C
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                       He called                                         [80C
                       My mother's name                                  [80C
                       It was the last word                              [80C
                       I ever heard him say                              [80C
                       She held his hand                                 [80C
                       She told him she was there                        [80C
                       With him                                          [80C
                       And I could feel                                  [80C
                       The peace that came over him                      [80C
                       All he knew                                       [80C
                       Was all he needed to know                         [80C
                       His Anna was with him                             [80C
                       She loved him                                     [80C
                       He was not alone                                  [80C
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                       I remember that moment                            [80C
                       As if it were yesterday                           [80C
                       But it is not                                     [80C
                       My father's death                                 [80C
                       That I remember                                   [80C
                       It is my parent's love                            [80C
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                       I was twenty-seven then                           [80C
                       I am thirty-eight now                             [80C
                       And still                                         [80C
                       Love escapes me                                   [80C
                       And I wonder -                                    [80C
                       When it's me                                      [80C
                       Lying there                                       [80C
                       When it's my turn                                 [80C
                       To face the moment                                [80C
                       When we are most                                  [80C
                       Alone -                                           [80C
                       Will there be anyone                              [80C
                       To call                                           [80C
                       And if I call                                     [80C
                       Will there be anyone                              [80C
                       To answer                                         [80C
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                Copyright (C) - 1990  R. A. Ciccolella                   [80C
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