Paul Gerard Reed

James' Sixth Birthday - Poem by Paul Gerard Reed

This little gathered crowd
Sitting earnestly
With excitement barley held,
On a Sunday morning
Bleak and grey
Here, just here, our pride dwelled;

For amongst those faces
Smiling nervously
Was our own true loyal blood,
With innocence intact
All together
Here, just here, where my feet stood;

In that moment
Dust swirled and circled
And settled on each seat,
But we had beaten time
Made history
Here, just here, our life complete.

Topic(s) of this poem: birthday

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, January 12, 2016

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