'A child'

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by curtius, Jan 14, 2006.

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  1. curtius

    curtius Well-Known Member

    A child plays
    Under the twinkling twilight
    Soft
    Safe
    Warm
    Marbles, jacks, imagination
    Nature holds
    The small
    Innocent
    Form
    Lost in its own world
    Games in places far, far away
    Names and faces made up to play
    Nobody knows the things they might say
    Only the little form that plays
    Under the starry night.


    C
     
  2. Petal

    Petal SF dreamer Staff Alumni SF Supporter

    Fab poem C :)
     
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