Steve Lang

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Birthday - Poem by Steve Lang

Apparently, I was a serious child,
Earnest, you know, rather too grown-up
For my own good.

Even as a toddler, legend goes,
Quite intense and focused,
Known to smile, it's true,
But never chuckle.

Later, as the elder
Of a tribe of little Catholics,
I performed my duties carefully,
Cherished the respect and trust
Perhaps a bit too much.

You see, I always thought it was
That brutish, English boarding school
That blew the cold air in.
But as a new year lowers portentously
Beyond the brow of dawn
I wonder if
It wasn't always there.

Topic(s) of this poem: Identity

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  • Gold Star - 56,091 Points Gajanan Mishra (5/7/2014 2:49:00 AM)

    wonderful writing, I like it, thanks. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 7, 2014

Poem Edited: Tuesday, September 16, 2014

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