It is nice.I would like to see a stanza added about the need to train those flowers too. Support them, and train them in the right directions.
I do know what you mean about training. It's OK to be a chip off the old block as long as the old block is a good role model.
Hari OMSweet. YAM xx
I thought so xx
This is very sweet and it's one I remember from my own childhood although I don't remember where I saw it.
I'd not seen or heard it before but thought it rather special.
"Little pieces of us and everything we say."Like what the author was saying, I wonder how many read the same thing in it.
One would hope the true meaning of those words would influence those that matter.
Thought of you this morning when I heard the news about New Zealand. For some reason I thought you live there. A little relieved to come here and see I was wrong, though still struck for the people N.Z....The poem is beautiful. A bright spot in the day. And so true, kids soak everything up like sponges.
I've had two holidays in New Zealand and Phil and I were devastated when we saw what happened to Christchurch six years ago. It was such a beautiful city and the surrounding areas too. They don't call NZ the "Shaky Isles" for no reason.Glad you enjoyed the poem. I do try to find things that others will enjoy too.