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Rita Sims Quillen Appalachian Heritage, Volume 34, Number 4, Fall 2006, pp. 58-59 (Article) Published by The University of North Carolina Press DOI: https://doi.org/10.1353/aph.2006.0118 For additional information about this article https://muse.jhu.edu/article/433769/summary Access provided at 19 Feb 2020 19:03 GMT from JHU Libraries Her Secret Dream In Memory of Ethel Newton Sims 50 years gone and me alone You'd think he'd stay gone Awake I can't remember his face Asleep I can even smell his skin. You'd think he'd stay gone I can hear his voice clear as rain Asleep I can even smell his skin Feel his bursting heart against my cheek. I can hear his voice clear as rain. You'd think I'd dream his kiss, his bare skin Feel his bursting heart against my cheek But my mind takes pity on my soul. You'd think I'd dream his kiss, his bare skin Alone in my bed 50 years, 50 years But my mind takes pity on my soul In the mirror I see the made bed behind me. Alone in my bed 50 years, 50 years True to my vow to keep my long hair In the mirror I see the made bed behind me. My dreams are
Appalachian Review – University of North Carolina Press
Published: Jan 8, 2014
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