THE LITTLE BOY WITHIN

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He’s fifty-seven years old,

A really nice guy I’m told…

But an inside secret

Gnaws at him yet,

The depths to which he’s sold.

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A little boy comes out at times,

Generally there’s a pattern, he finds…

Exasperating, sure,

And hardly pure

The start of which generally blinds.

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In secret it happens when

An obsession from back then…

Grabbed onto

Til it blows through,

Regretted and let go again.

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Obsessions often hook to the past,

Something , some one, who didn’t last…

Substitution

For what’s left undone,

Opportunities gone and crashed.

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Funny–who lives in the past–

Unwilling to give up at last…

Letting hurts heal

Demands one reveal

One’s pattern and feelings out to cast.

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Self-analysis is fine

But at a point must cross lines…

Into reality

Where a little boy sees

What he longs for is around him all the time!

–Jonathan Caswell