Philip Charles Brown


How He Was - Poem by Philip Charles Brown

Took on more than he could chew
Left himself in a bit of a stew
Tried to make it into something new
Regretted all the chances that he threw

Began again but nothing easy
Would not know how to deliver to me
Something harder comes along freely
He weren't angry just acting feably

Challenges is what he liked
Liked the brawl and loved the fight
From the left and from the right
He sewed them pennies through the night

When something came given clear
Not the words he had in his ear
Towards the difficult he did steer
Brash and brambles to the clear

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Poem Submitted: Friday, February 1, 2013



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