Elijah

He smiled, he pouted,

He played with his trains

And was heard

In  gentle monogues

Over the tracks

And over the bridges.

But, on the stage,

In the church,

And in Tae Kwan Do,

He could be heard

With bell like clarity

While his eyes reflected

His infectious smile.

 

 

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