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Thomas S. Jones, Jr.

Across the fields of yesterday
 He sometimes comes to me,
A little lad just back from play —
 The lad I used to be.
And yet he smiles so wistfully
 Once he has crept within,
I wonder if he hopes to see
 The man I might have been.

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