A Poem

When men were men-
their fists were large.
Mouths stood shut-
Memories of family meant something,
a ring meant something.

-M. Taggart

I wrote this originally as follows on FB:

‘When men were men their fists were large. Mouths stood shut. Memories of family meant something. And a ring meant something.’

Megan liked it. I asked her why. I enjoyed her answer. So, now I share it here. Cheers.