Hand Me Down Poem by Brian Stafford
Hand Me Down
Hand me down,
A paper kite,
A old school cap,
A well darned jacket,
A well worn look,
a way of life;
Hand me down,
Your hopes and fears,
Your joy and tears,
Your worldly worries,
Your sorrow and strife,
Your sincere ways;
But please, Oh,
Please, don't...
Hand me down,
A shared back yard,
An old tin bath,
And an outside loo.
Monday, March 23, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: memories
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