Ending A Childhood
My story of figuring out what it really means to grow up.
Saturday, April 30, 2011
Chopin
I haven't posted anything lately, but I have been busy writing all sorts of things, so here is a poem update!
Maybe I’ll be George,
And You’ll be Chopin.
Like them, for a few years
Let us have our fun.
But you’ll be less sickly,
And I’ll be less of a man.
Yes, I’ll be George,
And You’ll be Chopin.
Thanks for reading!
Birdy (-:
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