NeophyteA Poem by Maxwell Ryder
Today I was called a neophyte;
How lucky I am to be alive! So young, I’m born again; So young, I suckle, S**t my diapers and cry. Soon I’ll be a boy, a teen, Fleet of foot and spry; Wet behind the ears At my forty years, And I didn’t even have to try! © 2018 Maxwell Ryder |
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