Portrait Poem
I am going to frame Marie Dieuvelie
Chamblain in front of a pink squared
board on the top right of the light
green wall in my white reddish brick
house. If you see her,
you would say that it is me.
She is like a symmetrical view
of myself. She is a
beautiful angel who was ready
to fly and spread her wings
before God called her home
to the home of the Lord.
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