Being Puck

Is there not a bit

of an imp in every boy,

a puck, a pixie, rascal or sprite


that beguiles more than pesters,

teases not torments -

molds a mother's heart


and when it reappears

upon becoming a man - does it not

bring back her youthful smile?


by Margaret Bednar, May 9, 2017


This poem is about: 
My family


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