The little man in the little store Was distracted seemed disconsolate I noticed when I went to pay for My Diet Coke and a Tootsie Pop
His condition seemed unbearable A flight before dying flying blind His face was tied in a knot of care
It must have been something terrible I tried to help but no matter what He would not share what he could not bear Wearing a mask which he would not drop
Certainly not for a well-known nut
Evolving into a madman now I can see I am not alone I always felt empathy somehow For all the madmen I have known
Some people just prefer to keep still A flight before dying flying blind As my father flew and always will
As for me I am the talkative kind My father and that little man are not And I leave my inhibitions behind Unlike them for my flight out of my mind
Under Amber Skies, written by author and poet Jill Eisnaugle, is a wonderful collection of rhyming poetry guaranteed to please every reader. In this, her second book, she writes of new friendships kindled, as well as old friendships solidified. She g
First Edition Translation of Teselas by Carmen Crespo X111 César Simón Poetry Prixe 2016 Translated from Spanish by Robin Ouzman Hislop and Amparo Arrospíde
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