Nona Berry Vaught

Chris - Poem by Nona Berry Vaught

Thinking of the past brings

Pictures of a little boy

Perched on a chair, thinking,

Wondering when guests would arrive.

The wait had been long,

The time had been slow,

But he had a great idea.

Hands of the clock could be turned

Ahead to make their arrival right now.

Topic(s) of this poem: remember

Form: Free Verse

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Poem Submitted: Monday, September 4, 2017

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