The David
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The David
David J Walker
I’ve touched the David’s
Blackened toe
Standing in awe below
a man captured in marble
And marvel at his patients
For a rescue chiseled in stone
There is a line of admirers
Standing in an August rain
Waiting to see him
Waiting their turn
To touch his toe
Smiling for a camera
Copyright © David Walker | Year Posted 2021
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