Poem -
THE CHILDREN
The children don't mind
they reach up in anticipation
raise eager hands towards the sun
grow tall and willowy
as is the calling inside them
they can't help it
only when they have grown tall enough
to block out the sun
do they realise their mistake
Marion Price(2020)
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Just watching the news now about government wanting children back at school and your poem is very poignant ☹️❤️?❤️
Hope to catch up.on more of yours soon love ???
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I didnt watch news today but agree with Jill and children going back to schools which is still a very debatable subject still for many parents.
Great poem x
Sorry for late reply my friend...thankyou so much for taking the time Pratibha...hugs ?
I must be the exception that confirms the rule, my childhood was so terrible, that I preferred to die rather than return to it, but in relation to Marion's poem, it's right, children want to grow up so fast that they forget that childhood is a time for training and to learn to be profitable people.
Greetings to all.
Sorry for late reply and so sorry to hear you had a terrible childhood Lucas, it leaves scars. Thankyou for taking the time ?
I've been on the Internet long enough to know that every user responds when they can. Unfortunate childhoods, although almost always leave aftermath in the form of phobias or pathologies, in my case it is not so, when the truth is accepted no matter how hard it is, all misery can be overcome. There are adults who have been very happy of children and who today are miserable, and very unfortunate children who today are happy and value much more the moments of happiness.
A hug!!
You sound like a wonderfully wise and strong person. I too had a traumatic childhood, though full.of loss not cruelty, I was loved and I am fortunate. Very. I agree with your words completely my friend, but sometimes no.matter how strong the person is, depression can take over and depression is the most awful of afflictions ...I will stop by your page soon...hugs ?
I'm neither so wise nor so strong, I'm a realistic and very normal person. I also get depressed, but by the beings I love I quickly recover 0;-)-
A hug!!
Reminds me of a line by e.e. cummings:
And down they forgot as up they grew. From anyone lived in a pretty how town. Forgot to add last night (it being late): a good one, therefore, the opposite of the cummings line???
Lol thanks John ?