For I am the Child
That I was long ago
I exist
Sacred corner of my soul
I cannot taste the bitter
I know not of the wrong
I am pure and simple
Unscathed by years lorn
Upholding dreams
Against acquisition of fear
That Childs life eternal
An end will draw near
Belligerent for answers
My adult counterpart
Why kill the child
Thatβs born to our heart
With love she will flourish
With peace of mankind
Our child within
An inquisitive mind
Taint her please not
With knowledge of war
Injure her not
Of the lonely and poor
Let just a piece
A small piece of soul
House our dear child
To chaperone us old
A reminder of beauty
Of trust and those kind
A shield from the truth
Of ruined mankind
For I am the Child
That I was long ago
Let me live on
To never let go
‘Why kill the child’ why indeed. Great writing.
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Honored for your time and compliment. Thank you, Richard π
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You’re welcome, I’ll keep my eye out for them now. π
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I thank you kindly!!
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Your blog sounds interesting and inspiring .. hope to see more. Thank you for sharing and best wishes always … π
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Thank you for the fine compliment and inspiration, Gede. An absolute pleasure to see you here again. Wishing you a peaceful Day π
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You have a beautiful gift.. thank you for sharing this link with me!
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Just sometimes it works. I think this is my favorite for some reason right now though π I sometimes double up at Poets Corner, and sometimes will post an archived Poem. But Thanks, Easter, you are fast lol!!!!
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I love Poet’s Corner.. I sometimes re-post also, sometimes it is hard to reach emotionally into places that I want to write about, but may have found the words for before…
I am not that fast.. I am still looking for that old poem!
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It’s ok…it is very, VERY late here in Switzerland. If you find it, it can be the first thing I read in the morning, which would be fun!!! Turmoil trying to come up with 2 or 3 intense poems in one day. I’m grateful for 1 or 2 nice ones in a week lol!
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Ok – sweet dreams from your new far-away friend. π
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π Have a grand night, Easter…it was fun! TBC….
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This was beautiful. Life tends to fade away the innocence. I’m fortunate to have maintained mine and am often told, “you have a child like innocence yet are wise beyond your years” I throughly enjoyed this piece. Also your header is strikingly beautiful
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Thank you, Lana. Yes, you have the combination this piece strives to expose. I appreciate yout time to read, enjoy and comment so nicely π
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You’re very welcome. It was an enjoyable read
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Your Heart and Soul are clearly evident and beautiful XO
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Thank you π I hope you are well….I have fallen behind in the last long Easter Weekend…..
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