The Refinement Tree

Then crashing his nose on the tree,
He was robbed of an old memory,
His late grandma's smell
And the stories she'd tell
Young Simon before he was three.

This is another page from "The Refinement Tree" which is one of the morbid nursery rhymes in my book, "The Envious Siblings." https://www.landisblair.com

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