Little Man Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Little Man



Little man of little worth what is it that you need?
A yellow sun in broad day light my inerrupted sleep!
Little men with big grand dreams at night you lay awake.
Don't look at me dead little man I write what I have seen.
Ignorant yes you will learn and one day understand.
It is quite here at dawn on the front no one will come.

Friday, July 18, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: green
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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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