The Story of Your Life
When you were young
And you played ball in the backyard
Before the jerks and the skirts
And you smoked your first cigarette.
And what you saw at night
Before the freaks and
The losses of speech and the campfires
After the dawn but way before
You moved on to lay in this bed
Did you ever think of me?
Did you look down at the page and see me?
What will you write when you write
The story of your life?
Copyright © Keith Baker | Year Posted 2011
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