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The Loss of His Voice

The Loss of His Voiceby Michael DoyleThinking on this, I must confessThe icon’s death has left a messLike Poitier and Belafonte goodJames Earl Jones rose above HollywoodWith the loss of a singular voiceBlack and white Hollywood became lessThough lives end … Continue reading

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For Sierra At Age Thirteen

For Sierra At Age Thirteenby Michael DoyleIt seems only yesterdayThat you were a tweenAnd now my youngest princessIs aged perfectly to thirteenThere’s not a single dayThat I will ever forgetThe moments that have passedNor will I ever in any way … Continue reading

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