Raped by time
Ravaged by education
One of my fantastic nephews, enjoying the snow. Taken by their lovely mother.
By knowledge and truths
The imagination slips
Crawls beneath a dusty toy box
Stolen from us
by cell phones
by newspaper headlines
Filed under Poems
A friend of mine observed that her grandson…. ‘his little 3yr old mind seems big to me’ We need to nuture our children but we also need to remember to nuture ourselves. Your poem is a timely reminder, thank you x
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No, thank you! That quote made my night.
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