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Young Boy Crossing

A poem.

By Ben AttwoodPublished 9 years ago 1 min read
Photography Credit: Myself & Chelsea-Paige Savage 

I wasn't the first

and doubtfully the last

But one of a few

To see you before you passed

Small, jointed arm

Raised to the right

But behind is the freight

That would steal your life

Eyes wide,

Innocent gaze asunder

A warm bright day

Torn down with thunder

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Ben Attwood

An aspiring Doctor, Writer and exaspirationalist. Realism, the sombre, humour and the profound.

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    Written by Ben Attwood