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Poem by Maureen Tolman Flannery
He was turning towards the family
that hardly knew him,
while she was gazing out to the world.
He was thinking that It might be worth the work,
while she was wondering if it had been.
He contemplated monogamy
as she consented to the love affair,
and the night he rushed home with an armload of daisies
she wasn’t there.
