You’ll have to excuse me staring <br />but I’m sure we’ve met somewhere before <br />the problem is time has hidden just where. <br />As I moved about a lot in my younger years <br />your name is vague, lost in my childhood. <br />Sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable <br />but your image nags me so. <br />I frown, smile as I’ve got to go. <br /> <br /> <br />Date unknown<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/early-works-lost-in-my-childhood/
