Sunday, December 9, 2012

The Child Comments

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For when I was a child.
Beloved of my dear mother.
Pure, in my childly innocence
And my childly innocence
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Dimu Eric Olowo
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Ronald Shields 12 December 2012

Dimu, Ahh, if only we could know in our youth to savor the fleeting moments...but then I suppose our youthful ignorance gives us something to write about when (if) we mature into writers. I enjoyed reading your poetry very much. Thank you for reading and appreciating my poems. Ron

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Gajanan Mishra 09 December 2012

good poem. thanks. Innocence and beauty.

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