When your developmentally delayed child
Finally rolls over on his own
And the world cheers for the accomplishment
Then the parents weep
Knowing not all future hills will be climbed
Thursday, July 1, 2010
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Poems by Larry Andrews. The title came to me in a dream. It embodies my goal to serve you Tiger-like readings in Teacup portions. [Click "older posts" at the bottom to see additional writings.) Thanks and enjoy.
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