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May 2020
he was always
seated before

the bell rang

he always sat up
straight

he always folded
his hands

he always raised
his hand

before he spoke

he asked his
too many questions

in all the gentle ways

genuinely wanting
to know more

than you could
ever tell him
John Destalo
Written by
John Destalo  55/M/Harrisburg, PA
(55/M/Harrisburg, PA)   
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