John was a really nice guy
But John is always on the fly
He’ll come in a second
Only to check-in
John is my older brother
I love him as much as my mother
But he’ll come in for a glimpse
Before carting away
John is a really hard worker
He works to keep us in quarters
But I miss the stories
And I miss his laughter
John is a really good guy
But I never see him ‘cause he’s on the fly
So I’m praying this now
So he can come back.
(Published in Print in 'DeSSerted Island: Poem Collection' - 2014)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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