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The things she knew, let her forget again –The voices in the sky, the fear, the cold,The gaping shepherds, and the queer old menPiling their clumsy gifts of foreign gold. Let her have laughter with her little one;Teach her the endless, tuneless songs to sing,Grant her her right to whisper to her sonThe foolish namesContinue reading “Prayer for a New Mother by Dorothy Parker”