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To My Son, “Back Rub Before Sleep”

Published | By John T Marohn

I remember rubbing
Your sweet back,
Soft against
My steady hand,
Child innocent
As an unspent day,
Warm rhythms
Against the grainless
Folds of your
Soft-leathered skin.

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