Manonton Dalan

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Ae01 Time With My Dad - Poem by Manonton Dalan

i pick kernels that you throw
to chickens as tall as me
put it in my mouth, spit out
commanding voice i hear
i ran away, hands are swift
pressing my cheeks, i laugh

i pet those chickens; many
my fingers run out in counting
i love to feed them on my palm
some pick on my feet, it hurts
i look up and point at culprit
you smile 'go get 'em kid'

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, May 25, 2011

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