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Work Boots (A Poem in Honour of My Father)

On October 3rd 2015, my father, Kenneth Martin Edgar, went home to be with the Lord at the age of 64. This is a poem I wrote a few days later in honour of him.   Work boots Dusty, rusty, well-worn There, sitting on the porch Silent, but only after a hard day’s work Every […]

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