Old Man
Is that for me
The Old Man said
No I replied
Stay in your bed
You had your chance
to get your own
it's not for sale
or even loan
I know you had one
where'd it go?
He said it died
...I said I know
How it would shine
and only took hope
then the strength
he needed to cope
As mine fell to the floor
having lost its gleam
I turned and left
the Old Man with my Dream
Copyright © Solo Iq | Year Posted 2011
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