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SUNDAY PRAYER, clxxxii
time & time again
i'll send a postcard to remind her
of a promise that i made
i'll send one every single day
and the mail guy with the mustache
'll pick it up and put it in his pack
and take where they do their sorting
and then out to the truck
in the morningtime & time again
and then into the belly of a plane
through the crowds of clouds up high
fly sentimental postcard fly
to her city, and to her house
into her hands and read aloud
you will make this journey one by one
once for every rising sun i am i am
but you're a birthday,
deep with the dayshine
from dusk to moonbreak,
the dust of keepsakes
time & time again, i am i am
das - davenport, iowa, u.s.a.