A boy plays with a car.
The boy grows up to be a man.
A car plays with the man.
A boy plays with time.
The boy grows up to be a man.
Time plays with the man.
Someone plays with life
A grown man.
Life plays back.
They smile.
For he has not grown out of it.
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2 comments:
cool! very good
I like this poem very very much.
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