Found Things Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Found Things

Rating: 5.0


How by one lost Thing,
you found,
I tried to sing again.

How this hand held brush,
does cry to paint the sky again.

How one winter night is filled with stars
one comes across the moon again.

How, I but oh, to come and go again.

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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