My poems hang out on the corner. <br />They go for rides with strangers. <br />Like any parent I worry. <br /> <br />When they come home for the night, <br />some tell me where the've been. <br />Others don't say a word. <br /> <br />There's nothing I can do. <br />If I gave them enough love and care <br />they'll be ok out there.<br /><br />Max Reif<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/27-my-poems-hang-out-on-the-corner/
