May 10th 1999A Poem by Just Brandy
His name was Anthony
He’d look just like his dad, The man he’d run to, Whenever he was sad. His name was Anthony His heart came in two, But when he came, One left too soon. His name was Anthony When he came he didn’t cry, But as soon as we said hello, He was saying goodbye. His name was Anthony A name of a boy I’d never forget, The name of the same little boy, I wish I met. © 2011 Just BrandyAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on November 8, 2011 Last Updated on November 8, 2011 AuthorJust BrandyLorain, OHAboutI am... Brandy Rowan 20 years young An old soul Somewhat shy My own person I love... My family and friends Music Illustration Photography Writing I like... Meeting people Playing the pia.. more..Writing
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