Litany
I hold the splendid nightlight in my hands.
I ward gratefully for a lovely night.
Thank you life.
Nightlight like darkness all around.
Nightlight like the moonlight in your face.
Nightlight like a wonderful kingdom.
Nightlight like everyone a sleep.
Nightlight like all gone at the crack of dawn.
A Short Poem
O is for Owen.
T is for Thomas.
P is for Peter,
After my Father.
S is for Smith.
Well it just runs in the family
OWEN SMITH
09/11/99
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