Child Stories
Born Sleeping
Poem about lossYou were born with your eyes closed What colour they were, I’ll never know Your chest was still, but you felt warm Your face was beautiful, with skin so soft My tears were wet, they ran down my cheeks My sobs were loud, but no-one cared My heart was shatt...
Pretty Feet
It's never too late for some things"Such pretty feet. I've always thought you had pretty feet, Mom." He washed and massaged her feet as she was lying in the bed there in the front room of a son's house. All her children were there in the house. Perhaps drinking coffee in the kitchen. Somew...
An Angel Beside Him
He walked away somehowAn angel rode beside him This we believe was true What else could have saved him A crash only survived by fewThe doe just wanted to eatHe held tight to the wheel As it ran across the streetThe brakes let out a squeal The truck began to spin He's only seve...
The Little Girl With The Inquiring Mind
How Katy rendered a waiter speechless with one question.As children often do, Katy always peppered me with any question that popped into her mind and, most times, it was the standard, 'why is the sky blue?' type question.One particular evening though, Katy asked a question that, not only brought a good laugh,...
Remembrance
Dealing with death at a young ageThe first time I was 'around' death, for want of a better term, I was seven, maybe eight years old. For whatever reason I cannot recall the specific age I was or the exact time of year, all I know is that it was 2002 and it was either autumn or winter bec...
What Was That Noise
A child is frightened before she goes to bedIt was time for bed I got in My imagination had started My toys started to spin This was not for the fainthearted I held my blanket to my chin The wind started to howl Goose pimples all over my skin The horror would start now Banging on my closet door The...
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The Great Big Flower
The flower who grows a familyOnce upon a time, there was a great big flower, she had survived terrible droughts and floods. But now, wanted to plant her own seeds in the planting season. She planted her first seed. She kept it close so she could shade it and shelter it as it grew. Th...
The day I found out about you was one full of mixed emotions. You were unexpected, unplanned but never unwanted yet I couldn’t shift the feelings of foreboding that I had. Uncertainty, fear, dread even, and the feeling that things were no longer within my...
Stranger Danger
Don't Ever Talk To StrangersMy worst fear came true My daughter talked with a strangerDoes she really not have a clueI told her endlessly about danger All people are not considered niceSome would love to hurt youThis would be the ultimate priceI pray I have gotten through A stranger...
The Little Latch Girl
A modern retelling of Hans Christian Anderson's 'The Little Match Girl'.“Go on, get aht! Me and and yer ma ‘ave some business to attend to!” The little girl looked at her ‘ma’ slouched across the worn and torn sofa, the strap still tight around her upper arm and the syringe, with its old blunt needle, lying on the carpet belo...
The Paper Knight
A child's view of a paper toy loved and gone...From the moment he made youto the moment I saw you ruined,I always knew you were weakand that you'd eventually be torn. Your shield so small,you couldn't keep it up front.Your sword so short, it refused to stay put.Your armor so thin,a needle was all it t...
Through a Child's Eyes
This was our trip through The Badlands.The sun rose behind us, as I drove my motor home out of the campground in St. Mary's, Montana. We headed west, our destination Badlands National Park in North Dakota. This was the end of the first week of a five-week trip driving around America. The girls...
Little Angel
What happens behind closed doors can really be shocking...little angel with the blonde curls and blue pools little angel an innocence unscathed little angel... Ignorance is Bliss. little angel so kind little angel so polite little angel abused, Yet I've never seen a bruise... but i'm not ignorant. the worst thi...