it is addressed thusly:
An ode.
it reads:
Let us sit in the cool evening
Together once again, the breeze
Catching our breath as it leaves
Up to dim Heaven singing
Together, withal the moon hides
Though each hour passing, slides
Away as a fistful of cool sand
The creaking boards must sigh
The bench is loath to ask why
This moment but a palm spanned
A hand that is in another
A father -- a mother.

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