As A Young Boy Poem by Jay Reynolds
As A Young Boy
As a young boy
I remember
seeing a plastic
Jesus statue
with a finger
pointing to
his Heart
I remember
waking up
on Cold
frosty mornings
and reading
Notes of
Jack frost
on each window
I remember
in the Early
hours of the
morning
Three Taps
on the window
and waking up
to the Old Hag
staring
I remember
asking my
Mom
many Questions
and her
saying
Only God
knows
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