Poem -
DEAD AIR + WALLS
Just what is perceived
By your five year old eyes
When you smile out your secrets
To dead air and walls
Who hears your whispers...
Invisible friends?
Believe believe child
For your brain will soon call it...
Pretend
M P.31/12/21
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Soon it will indeed, to be able to go back before my brain disappointed me with this discovery ....... Very thought provoking read Marion ~Rob
Aw thanks Rob...i wrote itself from observing my little granddaughter chatting to ....whoever she chats to ? 😃😊
Love this.
Thankyou Leah x