Eric Moore purchased his copy of Bill Wyman's autobiography at a yard sale.
Three or four summers ago, the New Sudbury resident picked up the story of the Rolling Stone at a neighbourhood sale, and began reading it right away.
Somewhere in the middle of the book, Moore came across a handwritten note, pressed carefully between the pages. It didn't take long for him to realize it was a poem.
The piece, dated “92/06/05” was titled Bitter Memory. Printed in black pencil, the penman wrote their letters with a light rightward lean.
“It's always fun to find something tucked in the pages of a book,” Moore said. The longtime yard sale lover said he has found other things in secondhand items.
Inside an American Graffiti soundtrack record, Moore stumbled across a photo taken on a young couple's wedding day. Nothing ever came from the photo, but Moore said he'd love to know more about the poem.
“Who wrote this?” he asked.
If the owner of the poem turns up, Moore said he'd be more than happy to return it.
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Bitter Memory
I would give you my shirt
And leave myself bare
If it was my last penny
With you I would share
I would give you the sun
While I lived in the dark
Give you my own bed
While I slept in the park
Would loan you my dreams
If you lost your own
If we got into fights
Let you throw the last stone
I would read you your books
If you lost your sight
When you couldn't sleep
Stay awake thru the night
I would forgive all your sins
And let you cry till you're free
Now I ask of you
Would you do it all for me?
