Work Boots (A Poem in Honour of My Father)

Posted on December 26, 2015     Leave a Comment

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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