Young Ones Poem by Edwina Reizer

Young Ones



Young ones, young ones
born to be
enchanted with the earth,
enchanted with the sea
Oh that age could not or would not
change any of this
then anything else that came your way
you would never miss.

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Edwina Reizer

Edwina Reizer

LAKEWOOD, NJ
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