Barry Van Allen
Bub-Eye - Poem by Barry Van Allen
Where exactly was it written that good poems must be depressing?
Doesn't life contain enough of that?
Does it need to be a form of entertainment?
I for one would rather not -
I prefer to see the sun and see you in it,
but if you must find a corner where it's dark to hide away,
see all of the above,
a few more times before you go !
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