Glimpses (3) Beleaguered Servant2021112220211122Leave a comment on Glimpses (3)Original Poems If you didn’t know him,How could you really know me?Because he still moves you now,Like wind through a tree To share is human:TweetShare on TumblrMoreEmailPocketPrintLike this:Like Loading...Tagged: Tags Poetry Related Posts a touch of gamophobia growing up means a bit of regret losing the competition Published by Beleaguered Servant Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure. View all posts by Beleaguered Servant