A Gently Growing Ego Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

A Gently Growing Ego



Pride stretches itself across the face of a pre-teen as he
carries his tickets from video machines he's been playing.

Glistening shine being emitted from a smiling interior of
justified recognition of his prowess, individualized by
revelations of a gently growing ego,

Capturing some of himself to grow on through future years
of maturity.

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