Poem by Morgan Walsh
Published in
Mar 29, 2021
I am outside in the summer
Running
For some reason my grandfather’s black
I gave him white lace
He wears it and walks
I follow
We walk into darkness
I’m not afraid
I am outside in the summer
Running
For some reason my grandfather’s black
I gave him white lace
He wears it and walks
I follow
We walk into darkness
I’m not afraid