Heard the hushed voice of a lesser god
Murmuring in the rain overflowed gutters
Somewhere inside that voice another
Sung a nursery rhyme in the lilting
Accents still in my heart
Since a nearly forgotten winter in Osaka
When I would wake at night
And listen to Miho singing
Her aged Grandmother to sleep
Mother and child entwined and tangled
Uninvited guests at the Foxes Wedding
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