Leon Agnew

Nolmeroy 3 - Poem by Leon Agnew

The age is gone
When man was lonely
And Nolmeroy, the boy was only
Twelve - he was already lonely
A sad young sort
Of little friends
He's write his poetry
To meet his ends.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 11, 2010

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