I was born <br /> On an elevator (Otis) <br /> In a hospital (St. Mary’s) <br /> On a full-moon night (Saturday) <br /> in Springtime. <br /> <br />My folks (John & Florentia) <br /> had to leave a party (@Old Orchard Beach) . <br /> The itchy ocean <br /> <br />Air drew me <br /> out <br /> & (after a trip up the 'pike) dropped me into <br /> <br />Dr. Lynn's hands (female) <br /> in the smoky mill-town <br /> shadows (tough love?) , & <br /> <br /> <br />You won’t read about that <br /> Anywhere (‘less you know my mother) <br /> ‘cause isn’t life meant to be <br /> enjoyed <br /> endured <br />Entertained, <br /> To live <br /> &love <br />then leave <br /> w/ or <br /> entirely w/out <br /> <br />Documentation?<br /><br />Cretan Maineiac<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/birthday-12/
