Allie Poem by Timothy Long

Allie



nice and friendly to all, he would never let anyone fall, to hit and catch, like a game of fetch, never was he violent or mean, nor was he ever green, a writer and sports man, all ways saying yes we can, family he had, making them glad, never one to upset, some one you could never forget.

Thursday, May 29, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love and art
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
abot holdens little brother from catcher in the rye, the signifigenct of the glove.
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Timothy Long

Timothy Long

Auburn, New York
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