Outside Looking, In Observing 5 Poem by Enriquito Lucero Jr.

Outside Looking, In Observing 5



...and his hair have gray,
Wrinkles, on a smile.
A face that he'll see,
Been here for awhile.

Mirror's of a man
Of words, unspoken
Where time has been gone
And now, a has been.

A sound was muttered
It speaks of his truth
And it's all that mattered
A child was his thought.

- April 24,2007

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