When ageing men
Hear girl’s feet
On summer streets,
Perchance they glance
At grandfather clocks,
And remember socks,
Long since lost.
When ageing men
Hear girl’s feet
On summer streets,
Perchance they glance
At grandfather clocks,
And remember socks,
Long since lost.
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Thanks for the share, Michael. All the best. Kevin
Thank you for sharing my poem, Michael. Have a good week. Kevin
A great poem, Kevin.
Thank you, Robbie. I’m so pleased you like it. Kevin