Child

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Simple thing

Simple thing

I found you and you just grinned at me as if to say you can’t escape that night this easily
When I...

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Poor little soul

Poor little soul

“Grandma I can’t go out to see my friends today we are not allowed to play”
So I sit typing back to...

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To my daughter

I'm going to move on

Am I meant to ignore the arrows that pierce me or the spit that lands in my face. Why should I brush off...

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PRECIOUS DAWN

Dawn...
And there she rises
A mighty power
Mother's kiss

With loves arms...

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WE ALL HAVE A RIGHT TO BE...

A poem about Transactional Analysis

WE ALL HAVE A RIGHT TO BE HERE AND TO BE ACCEPTED

Like a child, I find my boss makes me nervous
And I replay thoughts of childhood in my mind.
...

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Father, Father, Why?

Father, Father, Why?

I knelt in the Church, hands clasped
Head bowed
Strained thoughts and distracted mind....

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A Little Love

A Little Love
Starting to bloom
The kind of love
That seems so new
I little...

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CHANGELING

I
Tuck
You
In
Knowing
That
In
Sleeping
And
...

Art -

19 Months

19 Months
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What I See

I close my eyes and there
I see
The little girl that once
was me
She watches...

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Swim or Drown

Sadly, this is based on a true story that happened about 60 or...

Swim or Drown

Your son had never swam so you threw him in the lake.
He could've died, you don't even care that you...

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MY LITTLE BLUE EYED BOY


Time to sleep my little blue eyed one
Today for you is now over and done
You have...

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Abuse of a Child

Abuse of a Child

When you hurt a little child,
You will take from him something he can never get back.
In his...

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BEING TWO

Can't understand what you want me to do
Go for a walk when I have just turned two
You feed...

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Wicker Blues

Wicker Blues

Wicker blues,
And rocking chairs.

Longer days,
Weathered sidings
And rag dolls...

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The Swing...

The Swing…

It had seen many years of laughter, tears and of grazed shins,
The old...