Carry Me Home

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the son
the brother
the husband
the father
the butcher
the baker
the candlestick maker
the angel
in disguise
staring into the face
of God
swing
low
sweet
chariot

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3 Responses to “Carry Me Home”

  1. Paul Says:
    February 26, 2008 at 9:22 pm

    woven poem which swings, very cool,

  2. Narnie Says:
    February 27, 2008 at 9:34 pm

    this has everything… I can’t quite fathom how you do it, but it has everything. 3 for the price of 1? Im off to see the others :)

  3. Scot Says:
    February 28, 2008 at 11:39 am

    I had three forks in the road I could take and couldn’t decide– so I took them all.

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