A True Story Poem by Etienne Charilaou

A True Story



I met an old man
not ready to die.
Every day was the
Fourth of July.

I met a young man,
old as the sky.
Everyday, he'd
long to die.

Sunday, September 25, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: old,old age ,youth
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