Leandro Poem by robert dickerson

Leandro



Born in a swimming pool
In the wee hours of the morning
In a shush of ruddy detritus,
Moonlight gilding the crescents,
They named him Leandro.

Saturday, August 20, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: swimming
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