The Pedestrian

Rookie (Pittsburgh Pennsylvania)

For Billy - Poem by The Pedestrian

Flowers blossom
in the wood
They don't all get
the love they should
So some grow tall
and some stay small
but who can say
there's not room for all

And some live short
and some live long

A child is here
a child is gone

Once our world
was very young
a little daughter
a laughing son
These fleeting moments
of memory
I will always
hold close to me

In my heart
as I travel on

A child is here
a child is gone

A man is what he is
right or wrong

A child is here
a child is gone

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 28, 2012

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