You
Breaking loose the clutter bugs eating the human race...
A child is seen beyond his time, I smile my warm embrace.
There’s no surprise your blending all your dreams on end,
A decade passes boy to man, ten years plus ten... and then
Watching you from my blind spot, I smile again... and again.
Copyright © Dennis Broe-Ward | Year Posted 2014
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