It was so long ago, so long ago. Maybe I should have known better, but I didn’t. I was young, innocent and ignorant. Live and learn, they say, but learn. Now look at me, tired, dark bags under my eyes, bony hands with skin like dry fish scales, sagging br...
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Reverence
On request, something of a lighter nature. Written with my granddaughter in mind.Through the eyes of a child, The beauty you’ll see; Of dapple grey ponies, In fields of green, And butterflies that fly, Against a scarlet red sky.In the heart of a child, Emotions are real. The joy and elation At the sight of a rainbow. The fear and the...