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October 2017 Grōwan ...Old
I long to be, once again.
That, innocent .....child.
To view the world, in awe.
Not, seeking .....a yesterday.
But hoping for, tomorrow.
And all the wonders, that it brings.
To poke holes, with sticks.
In melting tar......
Turn slowly brown, in a summers sun.
Sleep alone, in house filled ......with love.
Dream of being, a .......cowboy.
But I’m old,
and all....
grown up.
Giajl © Jim Love
Um...
Growing up is a...Trick. We can still dream of being cowboys. Never too old to play. Who cares if all th m uptight people look at us funny?
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