Private, Is Each Face Poem by James McLain
Private, Is Each Face
Complexity in simpicity
such this face, I have
they like yours is mine.
Comlpex thoughts some times
not thought out would then lend
credence to a simple humble man.
Simple man is he whom
has such thoughts.
With whom to share.
Such grace when found is rare
the wind of time
and still the ringing chime
of those whom wish
to share, or not et al.
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