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On an Elder Dyslexic's Confusion

 

I tired to rebemmer

Yuor birdthay.

 

I tired nad tired

Lal teryesday.

 

But—oh, oot late!—

It’d coem nad went,

 

That birdthay date.

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weirdelf

weirdelf

18 years 8 months ago

a deep ache

I could never aspire, but still do, to achieve the quiet powerful poignancy of your verse. cheers, Jess