The busy woman tends the house
Dust, mop, fold
She looks up for her morning kiss
Oh, how they’ve grown old
The busy man tends to his son
Drive, ball game, cheer
His wife kissed her boy’s head
Oh, how she’s still so near
The busy man holds his daughter
Her mole, dimple, little yawn
His wife kissed her girl’s head
When she tripped in the front lawn
The busy man drives to the hospital
Walk, buckle, phone
He kissed atop her pale head
Dear God, it’s in her bones
The busy man tends the house
Dust, mop, fold
He kissed the gild of her urn
Oh, how they grew so old
Samuel Price’s work aims to uncover the covered. To describe commonly ignored concepts that almost everyone has battled with or experienced.
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