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The asthmatics behind me are not asthmatics / That was wrong of me to suggest / But they do shuffle and breathe heavy / Like they think Jerry will hear them and stop
These poems illuminate a life of family—a life of love and loss: jobs worked, kids born and raised, love’s passions and ebbs, failures and successes, the big moments and the small, the dreams and the nightmares.
