Take me to the shore
Of where your
Home once stood.
Let me help you find your photographs
And toys
And the desk you begged to have
To study at
To be the man
You’ll never be.
The sea stole your life but not your soul.
And though I don’t know your face, your name,
I miss you just the same.
March 22, 2011
Kamakura
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