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Marilyn Rauch Cavicchia

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Tag Archives: school

Monday Morning

December 18, 2012Marilyn Cavicchiachildren, dVerse Poets, Open Link Night, poem, poetry, school, writing 21 Comments

My child,
so small

on the blacktop.

The school,
so fragile

at its midpoint.
Glass doors.

How is it that I
leave my heart

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