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In Memory of
James Craddock, schoolmate
Long years ago, a summer's day, A buzzing hum was there And childish voices rose and fell In rhythm on the air. A little girl, who read quite well, A tall slim boy, stained blue -- Funny - through all these long, long years. I well remember you.
How haltingly you read or spelled,
How long you lived, I do not know, |
Copyright © 2001, Patricia Morse-McNeely
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by Mary