Grins on the LookoutA Poem by Alfred Kukitzshe's up in the treeGrins on the Lookout Oh how I see you dauntingly climbing the tallest oaks with your tomboy grin My eyes fell flatly on the soul which contained you I surrendered to all whims rendering a wish that you would fall gently into the branches of my extended arms and kiss this boy in me and tell me how you saw my grin. © 2017 Alfred KukitzReviews
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StatsAuthorAlfred KukitzDeering, NHAboutYes, I'm still here. Just jazzing up my about me story. Sorry I don't die at the end. more..Writing
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