What’s Real-What’s Imagined Read Count : 126

Category : Poems

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It comes as a figment of my imagination 
As I work in your room
 I hear  your voice “Look up Dad”
I stop and catch your eye on your picture on the wall
“I Love Dad” you say
“I Love You Marky” I reply
It comes as a figment of my imagination 
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