B8-Poem 32 My Days
POEM 32 MY DAYS
MY DAYS PASS ONE BY ONE
WITH LOVE & JOY.
THEY COME & GO WITH
PEACE & HAPPINESS
THEY ARE RERAL.
MY DAYS ARE TWENTY FOUR
HOURS WHICH MUST BE FILLED
WITH THINGS I KNOW.
MR. PROFESSOR. JERRY”BIG PAPA” WELLS
AUTHOR
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