THE LAST LOOK
At the beach
The last moment
Watching the waves
That crash against
The sand
My dad watching over me
Like a star
The sunset going down
I felt like I was
Taking my last breath
Like my dad did
I will never forget him
I have a task he asked
Me to do
To play baseball
The way he taught me.
—from Rattle #9, Summer 1998
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