canticle for my son poem by arvind krsihna mehrotra meaning of poem
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The dog barks and the cat mews,The moon comes out in the sky,The birds are mostly settled.
I envy your twelve hoursOf uninterrupted dreaming.
I take your small palms in mineAnd don't know whatTo do with them.
Beware, my son,Of those old clear-headed womenWho never miss a funeral.
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