A Boy, In Passing Poem by Ben Bump
A Boy, In Passing
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His eyes follow me...
Stunted growth...I can't judge his age,
but I have regrets older than him.
His innocence stolen by conflict,
I search for something to give back...
MRE's become my tokens of empathy.
What existence will he carve from stone?
Where would I find him the day before I die?
That night in a dream he is my son.
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
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4/23/2024 11:20:11 AM # 1.0.0.1119
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