Milton Glasses
L Milton Hankins has remained the same.
However, the jasmine blooms withered over time.
He searched for his glasses, but where did they hide?
He looked everywhere, but he neglected to check on his head.
Note:
Heartful gratitude goes out to our good friend and poet L.M. Hankins; he has done so much for us and his wonderful character.
Written June 29, 2021
A Brian Strand July Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
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