A Poem for The Tuesday Platform

I came early

I came early that's been my life

The dew was still on the grass

When my momma made her egg

Special egg didn't take long

Egg soon was found early too

Made alive and I was born

Smiling, eight months and I came

Crooked leg and squinty eye

Early kid I grew so fast

Don't remember much about

Growing up there on a cloud

Or in a hole under ground

Few things I do remember

Model A Ford package shelf

Ride to Grandma's to wash clothes

And tell Grandma what I knew

My dog died when I was six

Love life before fertile ways

Early teen age eleven

Squinty kid was smart in school

Laughing mother broom in hand

Laughed and chased me out of house

This poem has got me to here

Life Number One lived, early

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- Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2019, All Rights Reserved
- I am linked with Kerry O'Connor in the Imaginary Garden at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2019/06/the-tuesday-platform_25.html?m=1
 - Open Tuesday is not prompted, this little Bio could start again at my age fourteen. Maybe it will another Tuesday when I wake and can't sleep at 4AM, early.  Oh yes, it's mostly true. But does anyone care?
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