Holding Hands Poem by James Bost
Holding Hands
there for my birthdays
taught me how to ties a shoe
taught me how to ride a bike
kept me focus in school
beat me...but lesson learned
we love us to be our lives
i learn from him
steps from a boy to a man
responsibility of males
what its like to be
a black man in the real world
sex talks the most
question him bout anything
anytime advice was needed
family family family
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5/5/2024 1:01:37 AM # 1.0.0.1119
.........nice write....families are the best...