my goodness it has been a long time. Yes i have been negligent, but nobody can be perfect, can they? So let us see, poetry, hmmm.....

He walked with a child's hand in his
grass waved in fare well as they pass
bent slightly with a pocketed hand
a smile played sweet melodies across his face

He finds a stump to take his rest
as little one flits from flower to flower
from bank to him
and his bones creek as he sits and smiles

He smiles as the child brings over a posy
sweetly giving him a hug and the gift in his hand
thanking the loved one softly
he sadly knows that even though they are so close they are out of his reach

He reaches for a small helping hand
slowly slowly standing up
and on he ambles to the warmth of the hearth
as the child sings happy songs, dancing circles all around him, laughing.

-C.W.

well then. It's not much but it is a poem and i hope you enjoyed. :) bye bye!!