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Poem For Dad
The dark glove of night
Pulls at the veil of breath
With the surprise of shattered glass
Dave Pulver fell on a sheet of feathers
Into the arms of daughters and son
Then tucked in by a blanket of friends
Now Dave sleeps where life begins.
~written by Glenn Miller
Pulls at the veil of breath
With the surprise of shattered glass
Dave Pulver fell on a sheet of feathers
Into the arms of daughters and son
Then tucked in by a blanket of friends
Now Dave sleeps where life begins.
~written by Glenn Miller
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