Some Like Frank Sanatra Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Some Like Frank Sanatra



When I was seventeen.
Like him the world was then.
I did all the rage when I was like him young.
The world was always open, not oppressed.
Now with parting sharper growing tongues.
Each departing love renewed it's Quest.

Monday, December 6, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: world
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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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