Day by day he sat – a lone boy –
Lost - in the smooth face of the shop window –
Where his father made our hats.
He spoke little – that boy – and played less
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This is one wonderful poem. Sensitive, oh yes, and assertive... as you speak of your own surging competitive nature. And the last line causes a frisson.
I admired this very much.
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This is one wonderful poem. Sensitive, oh yes, and assertive... as you speak of your own surging competitive nature. And the last line causes a frisson. I admired this very much.