He has a gift little perceived -A Poem by Amy Michelle MosierHe has a gift little perceived - A mind for temperament and thoughts. That he is one of privilege Is both natural and mysterious. Such witchcraft to them of fright Puts them to good reactions - Harmless to a passer-by - Helpful to a set of events. It was taught by a Master - His mind is only existence. We walk about - caught unawares - Then he finishes my sentence And with the magic he has - He twists the day as we go. For that I could kiss his head - It impresses me so.
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