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        Oct 22, 2011
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    My Poetic Child
Oh, child
you brighten
  the darkest
 sky 
oh, you have grown
 intro a young man
 that embraces
 ecstacy 
you took my demons
 as you became home
 to my wildest
 dream 
a tear of joy
 falls on my pad
 my dark thoughts
  flee at your sight 
son, this world
 felt monotonous
 until you smiled
 and my worries
  were on the first flight
out of my mind 
when I almost lost you
 I became useless
 As the time  hesitated 
Oh, how you
Took my sorrow
 And made
 Into a home
 For those
 In need
 Of shelter 
Oh, young son
You glow
within me
 as you spread
  my reach farther
About This Poem
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
 
                
Comments
Barbara Writes
14 years ago
paul
i like this
it was a pleasure to read,
getting the meaning of what you are expressing
weirdelf
14 years ago
I feel this, it has the ring of personal revelation
Still the line
falls on my pad
erks a bit. I know you mean your writing pad, it could mean the pad of an animals foot, I suggest you look at that line,