Taking a short break from self-promotion this evening to share this reading by a young poet with my last name. I’m glad he tells the story behind it too. It wasn’t the first time I was proud of him for getting in trouble at school.
The following poem was first published in Word Fountain…
My House
Micah Bauman
my house
is slowly leaving me
piece by piece
it departs
soon
I’ll have nowhere
to live
to sleep
my house is slowly leaving me
the wall left
It desired some time alone
the ceiling left
It reached an all-time low
the floor left
It couldn’t handle the pressure anymore
the door left
In search of greater opportunities
the roof left
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David J. Bauman 
Thoroughly enjoyed this David…I’ve become a follower/devotee of the prodigee and you’re rightfully proud of his actions inside AND outside of school…It’s beautiful to see your positive influences emerging in new ways through Micah…What a gift to both of you!
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Awww . . . Thank you, Someone! 😀
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I think I know who you are and I am also just so grateful for your positive presence in my own life. Thank you for all the love and encouragement, oh you Rock-leaping Down Under!
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Love it! So much talent in your family.
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