The Book I Leave Behind Poem by James McLain
The Book I Leave Behind
One hermit poet takes U.S.
there to where we've never been.
To where he's with words seen.
With reading settled our discourse.
Now in time as long since past,
the poor are treated still the same.
Page's bundled up and kept and safe
to show men other worlds.
Sunday, May 29, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: green
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