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This is What It’s Like

This is what it’s like to be my grandson.

His days are filled with wonders such as these:

To run, to learn, to play – to find adventure,

Explore by day, and nightly

Take his ease

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Note: I didn’t exactly answer the prompt, unless I argue I see a lot of myself in him, so let’s go with that. – Owen

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