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Jean Writes this poem and dedicates it to his daughter who is pictured here. 
Venus, The Crescent Moon, and Their Faces
I cannot
begin to say what
they mean to me.
He, on my back
wanting to see
Venus because she
has already seen
Venus and the
crescent moon
in the northwest. . .
Their faces
so happy to see what
daddy has shown them
and he, so happy to
be there with them,
with Venus, the crescent moon, and their faces.
