A Child's beautiful world
Filled with an extravagant smile — one that touches the eyes
And an endless downpour of his most exciting memories
Some, under a laurel tree where he plays, being acquainted with every inch
And across is where he races the prairie wind with the other kids
A Child's world is lovely
One that shouldn't suffer from flying drones sent from the thorny hands of dystopia
Accompanied by nostalgic pains and an abrupt end of euphoria
Nor should it suffer from the poisonous Streets and Tv
Which makes everything characteristically unconducive
Oh dear Kid!
Be patient with life's persistent pinch
Understand the value of harshness - make a bridge
You are the "tomorrow leader"
And since now trumps later
Indulge your curiosity, chase the firefly
And enjoy the zephyr
And then he came close to my ears, “You too,” he whispered
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Author:
Abu Aeesh (
Offline) - Published: June 15th, 2021 18:03
- Category: Children
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Comments2
Subject deep and heavy but with a lightness of touch.
Last stanza: so right in many ways , though I do fear for the kid’s future. Like ‘now trumps later’ – I’ve never heard it expressed in quite that way before.
Thanks. I'm quite glad you love it.
Children are so wonderful and so innocent yet they can show us all the way life should be handled.
Andy
Couldn't agree more. 😊
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