Inside were her memories each one
dressed for a celebration the man there
and the white blazer on the dance floor
is the memory of her wedding day he
never stops dancing that memory there
and the long purple dress staring out
the window the day my father left for
college that memory they are hunched
over his food the day she got her first
cavity filled…
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