James Mills - A long retreat

James Mills - A long retreat

He died the morning of his second br daughter's wedding. Fell across an br unmade bed; br half-dressed, half-drunk. br His heart, they said. br A priest came, br kissed the bride, prayed over her father, br who'd rarely set foot on holy ground br since Burma and Korea. br Said he didn't need the benefit br of clergy after those small affairs. br br His heart? br His heart signed its peace br that wedding day, br after beating a long, long retreat.


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Uploaded: 2014-06-13

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