Wrinkled Babe Or Toddler Old Man

Looks like my grandfather fallen over Around brown with the sunken Grand My visaged tan round My hair recedes like in a sounding wave As I breathe nostril serenade, puckered lips about stuck out like a fish Textured skin rough dries like an oatmeal Teary eyes saddened by my brow Hopeless cheeks of dimples plants face With a straight glance tears from eyes race I mirror myself and I laugh am I a baby or lacking an aged old man elderly high stand
9/13/20 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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