Child

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MEMORY'S CHARM

Take me home now
To the valleys
To the hills
To the people's of my land
To...

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My Eight Year Old Son'...

My eight year old son was sick and I'm falling apart.
My eight year old died and it has broken my...

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A FORGOTTEN ANGEL

A FORGOTTEN ANGEL

A FORGOTTEN ANGEL

Who was she? They wondered
No one knew her name
Where did she live...

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23

23

Fragments of memory
A toddler, a lamp
Purple overalls
His hands were damp
Four...

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The sweet street urchin

The sweet street urchin

There’s a little girl standing in the corner of a room, tho she’s only ten years old this tiny soul’s seen...

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‘Some holiday alright’

‘Some holiday alright’

Shuddering whilst shivering she sits down as she is told
A chill penetrates her tiny body, this...

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My little ‘Honeybee’

My little ‘Honeybee’

“ Oops-a-daisy” I go crazy when I see your face
Your eye-lids flutter as you stutter when we are...

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~ Childhood Comes Seeping ~

~ Childhood Comes Seeping ~

Slow sleeping
In the late afternoon
My daydreams ease
So perfectly
Through my...

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Saviour

Saviour

Damn you for proving me wrong, my perfect little hero.

Damn you for disproving my theory of...

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Why I'm Not In School

Why I'm Not In School

People are saying that I'm a rotten kid.
They're mad and can't believe what I did.
Summer...

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But Admired...

But Admired...

His success came from sweat and tears
He toiled his entire life facing his fears
As he lay...

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THREE WISHES GRANTER

THREE WISHES GRANTER

A child went to work with her Mother...

Through boredom she came up with a very clever plan......

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Xanthe II

Xanthe II

Xanthe II

by Sharon Maria Moemise

I continue to marvel at your growing beauty
your...

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"That Makes Three"

"That Makes Three"

"I'm not good for anyone or anything,
at least that's what I think,
gradually losing my...

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Childhood

We lived young free and fun
Then street lights came on &
we had to return home
...

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"Cracks Made in The...

"Cracks Made in The March of Me"

"No one knows what's inside of me.
A broken heart and tragic tales.
I'm an old man at sea,...