John W. McEwers

Veteran Poet - 1,178 Points (6/20/1980 / Nova Scotia, Halifax)

My Child - Poem by John W. McEwers

In the bathtub he plays
with butter tubs filled with
toy figurines of soldiers
and he screams
and splashes water up
underneath and makes
sounds like explosions
and gunshots and the
soldier toys sink to the drain
and when he gets out,
one clogs the drain and
the dirty water just wont
go down.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 12, 2010



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