He reminds me of me,
At that age,
From what I’ve heard;
Sat stock still,
Not uttering a word;
Content with a book,
And the turn of a page.
Poetry & Postcards
He reminds me of me,
At that age,
From what I’ve heard;
Sat stock still,
Not uttering a word;
Content with a book,
And the turn of a page.
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