SPRING
spring is coming
spring is coming
flowers have come to life
birds are singing
church bells ringing
flowers smelling like
sweet scented spice
i got a tick
good work - no
shows promise - no
well done - no
signs of a blossoming poet here - no
zilcho
just a red tick
and my little 9 year old heart
sank like a stone
i never wrote another
until thirty years later
Sanaa's at Real Toad's - the tuesday platform
This is beautiful! 💜 Writing is a person's journey of constant change as we slowly evolve and become better and better with time. 💜
ReplyDeleteI took a trip back to my own childhood with this... a long journey for me... :)
ReplyDeleteCute picture and poem. I can relate to it, as I have been a writer since I was 7 years old.
ReplyDeleteI am glad you are writing now! there is fun in the poem but there is also the sadness. I am sorry you didn't get a well done. But this is a wonderful poem.
ReplyDeleteAwwww that breaks my heart Rall! Someone should have seen your beautiful poem and inspired you forward. Well we know now the true poet that you are!
ReplyDeleteWhat a sweet journey to the past. I didn't write a poem until I was 15.
ReplyDeleteThis is heartwarming. Your 9 year old self had opened the door to the magic. I wrote my first poem last year...so I'm still on this amazing journey. I'm glad you're on board too!
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