Another lovely poem from Anita, and we want to thank everyone for all your encouraging comments!
Please keep them coming!
In the beginning was the word
Now we have paper we can bring new worlds into being
New characters no one has ever heard of.
We can give them life, take them on great journeys
You can read about them, take a journey with them
Feel their pain and joy.
Like or not the people you find there, they are there to stay.
Each day brings a new chance that someone
Will love the story you have written.
Good luck with that name, that thought,
That might, when written become a bestseller…
(99 words, no more, no less)
I am your ghost, your past. I walk before you on thorny pathways so you shall not walk the path of sorrow. You shall not see the things I have.
You are ten years old now, so blow out your candles and let loose those balloons with all their wishes attached.
I have received them now; your wishes made from your past come true, they have come to pass. Soon I shall re-join you when adult paths you reach, until then, I collect every balloon and every wish you make.
I wait in shadows until we are one again …
© 2018 Anita Dawes