Growing wings

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For you my growing son — the colour of my joy

you’re a lyric I like to sing, look at you out here growing wings — just breathing and living this funny life thing, you are ninety nine reasons why everything is everything, perhaps someone like you — won’t mind someone like me — making a poem out of all that I see

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Hey there - I'm D. Writer/Storyteller | Creative Non-Fiction | Poetry. I know a little Tai Chi - but my Kung Fu is weak. Email: dabboh76@outlook.com

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D. Abboh

D. Abboh

Hey there - I'm D. Writer/Storyteller | Creative Non-Fiction | Poetry. I know a little Tai Chi - but my Kung Fu is weak. Email: dabboh76@outlook.com