There is this one little boy
Sitting in a carriage with his eyes popping
Left and right he sees
Looking at everything which catches
His attention, his big eyes
His mind never stops wondering
Imagination is his strength
This quite ride, this long ride is the perfect time
For him to create a narrative about the world he sees
So tell me little boy
How do you narrate this reality we live in
Would you describe it as a beautiful and bright world
As bright as your popping brown eyes
Or would you rather describe it as a tainted world?
—DNP
Loved this!
Especially the lines “His mind never stops wondering / Imagination is his strength.”
Those lines spoke to me.
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Thank you! Glad you like it 🙂
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A wonderful reflection on our world today – one I struggle with as I look out the window and see the beauty of nature in winter while I fear reading the news and how the world seems beset by insanity. May we be inspired by the young eyes and do good work to make the world more beautiful and bright.
Thanks for stopping by the Go Dog Go Cafe and sharing this poem with us today.
S Francis
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Hi, I feel it too everytime I read the news… Anyway, you’re very welcome and I’m glad you enjoyed it 🙂
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🤓🤓🤓
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