One Secret Worth Eight Lines Poem by Bill Grace

One Secret Worth Eight Lines



Jean Cluett knew the great secret
That we engrave on each other's hearts
With words even casually spoken.

Clue told me of the first chapbook
She did not believe it held any great poetry
And probably was correct
Very little in life being truly great

Especially, if your father founded Arrow shirts.

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