A Metaphor For Lando

he never attends a
kid's party in Lincolnshire

he has no story to share
there

when he took time scurrying
in Phil looking for
a solution

he wanted to buy the kid
and then the elder one bade goodbye
while caressing the hair
of the little sibling

he went back to England
empty handed and
crying

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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