The Accident (Micropoetry 26)

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I watched as paramedics tried

to pump life back into your father’s

chest, but the car,

the blanket gently draped over him,

happened too fast.

Neighbors and their curious

legs to the scene told me

he was a good man

and I wish I got to know him better before.

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