
Playing inside the long grass Happy, safe, childhood free of pain In my family’s hands I grew Leaving home, my first pain Arrives, concealed in sweetness Dad kissed my cheek, waved me on Education, part of the plan Later, life grew strange Pushed by my peers Hell was raised In pain, loss of innocence Away I staggered from college life to the safety of my home… ©AnitaDawes2022
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Lovely poem from Anita… and I am never sure who to thank Anita or Jaye.. LOL….. Thank you for the explaination ❤
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It is me, Jaye. I speak for both of us, for Anita won’t touch the computer! Glad you liked the poem!
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Lol I know now who to address.. Thanks Jaye.. 👍 😊
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A lovely poem, Anita, but so wistful. The image of your dad sending you off was sweet. I’m glad your home was a safe haven.
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Thanks for such a lovely comment, Diana…
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