Just one of the Many StoriesA Poem by daveA story of stories, in more ways than one.I see a man; a woman and child, they watch T.V. (and the crowd goes wild!) They cheer for the athlete in all his glory This is just one of the many stories. I see an elderly woman, she reads a book, knits, either one It's a quilt she makes, a gift, from her to Torrie. This is just one of the many stories. I see a rebellious teen, with his pants worn loose, shirt unclean listening to music of an endless inventory. This is just one of the many stories. I see a window, a reflection, a reflection of a man- a pitiful man one with no future, his hopes and dreams can grow no fewer. This is just one of the many stories of the building from which I fall. © 2013 daveAuthor's Note
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