Poems come like children

They are small things full of wonder that take a long time to produce —

They don’t act the way you expect,
but may be your best expression

Fragile, strong, willful, watching:
Your future, your past
wrapped in a wish that
says, look:

I learned my first smile from you.

About pinklightsabre

William Pearse publishes memoir, travel journals, poetry and prose, and lives in the Pacific Northwest.
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6 Responses to Poems come like children

  1. LOVE IT!!!!!!!!! 🙂

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  2. Bill, I just did one of those blog award posts and you’re on the list. So glad I found your blog – it’s been a real pleasure!
    http://thegreenstudy.com/2013/06/20/the-awards-show-part-5/

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    • pinklightsabre says:

      That’s so cool. Glad you found me too: I remember the day! Love to you and yours (virtual hug, since I know how much you like hugs)…

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  3. bookofmohs says:

    Hi there, just want to say you are an amazing blogger and your blog is awesome. I’ve nominated you for the Very Inspiring Blogger Award. Here’s the link: http://bookofmohs.com/2013/06/20/very-inspiring-blogger-award/

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