By: Ardis E. Parshall - March 10, 2016 Brief Furlough By LeRoy Burke Meagher My son came home from war the other dayTo walk familiar roomsAnd make secure the items time had dimmedAnd war made mute. He had too much to say Of trifling things to hide from me his hoursOf waiting for the newsI thought too insignificant to write:Who did the chores while he was gone, what flowersI grew, what books I read that he might like,Did next door lilacs ...
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