MAN ON A CORNER

                   MAN ON A CORNER


 Watching the sun go down, his stare seemed 
 Beyond the sky,


 A child so young, from this corner he saw them 
 Light up the night.


 Run with your friends as the sun rises in the 
 Early morning light,


 I have seen a man on a corner since my days of 
 Chasing butterflies.


 Where is it that he goes, what thoughts clutter 
 His mind on many days?


 He begins back in time when he too watched a man 
 On a corner.


 Playing many childish games, we ran until the sun 
 Set in the sky,


 Today as the children play, it is I who becomes a 
 Man on a corner.
       Keith Garrett

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