In my father’s wallet
we found
one small sheet
torn from a notebook
folded and re-folded
sliced through in the crease
and in my father’s careful hand
were all his children’s names
and birthdates
and our spouses’ names
and their birthdates
and the grandchildren
nd their spouses
and in shakier letters
the great-grandchildren.
The conspiracy of years
chemes against us
but my father
refused to forget
and carried with him
the names and numbers of his immortality.


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