ELDER POETRY INTERLUDE: Mother to Son

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By Langston Hughes Well, son, I'll tell you: Life for me ain't been no crystal stair. It's had tacks in it, And splinters, And boards torn up, And places with no carpet on the floor— Bare. But all the time... Read More...

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Posted Mar 21 2012, 05:30 AM by TIME GOES BY