When I was but a wee child,
two or three or more,
I dreamed that I could fly like a butterfly.
Over the mountains,
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wonderful poetry, a confessional poem, vividly narrated with chosen phrases..many can relate with this poem.. enjoyed.. aw
Wahab Abdul...apologies for being so late in responding with my thanks.
Also being a lady of a certain age, I can relate to this - a very wise write Jackie, well crafted.
Valerie Dohren, apologies for being so late in responding with my thanks.
How masterly you have traced the different stages of human life till a 'certain age'! In verse four a conflict of human mind has been depicted. We are satisfied with the present but at the same time we suffer from nostalgia. Life is full of conflicts. Your poem is realistic and inspirational.
Thank you, most kindly, Yasmeen Khan for your generous comments.
Thank you for your appreciation of my poem.