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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