Thistle Down

By Ethel

My Children's Father

Surely in the great beyond,
In that great eternity.
We..Oh Yes...were made as one,
And you were bound to me.

Life in secret strides has come,
Never knowing whether.
Some tragic form would come,
And end these years together.

Before they end..."My Dear",
May my words be not a bother.
By telling you...I'm very glad,
You are my children's...FATHER.


E.P. 1908 - 1989

Top to bottom; R. Kim, Marshall, & Parker Miller

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