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| During a War Best wishes to you & yours, he closes the letter. For a moment I can’t fold it up again— where does “yours” end? Dark eyes pleading what could we have done differently? Your family, your community, circle of earth, we did not want, we tried to stop, we were not heard by dark eyes who are dying now. How easily they would have welcomed us in for coffee, serving it in a simple room with a radiant rug. Your friends & mine. Naomi Shihab Nye (c) Naomi Shihab Nye Previously published in You & Yours |
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