Arthur Stone Poem by Verbaas Mij
Arthur Stone
Rating: ★3.5
the less I see the more I know
the more I read
inquiring minds converging to figure out
just what happened
I sang a hymn and cried
I listened to father
and cried
the flag and icebox
his dogtags and ashes
I saw him behind a camera once
and I watch his tapes
Monday, May 15, 2006
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5/4/2024 1:04:10 PM # 1.0.0.1119
agreed, I can relate to this one alot. Whether living or dead how much can we know about a person?