The art and joys of being able to put what we observe and experience into words and share with the world. What a gift it is. A boarding house experience beautifully surmised by Mick E Talbot. That a song and I inspired this poem is awesome!
“nobodies child”
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how i longed for home
boarding school one whole term
broken heart lost love
eleven year old
deported against my will
my parents too
unbeknown new
a rule that hurt us all
weekend disasters
to far to travel
one day there one day back
no time for visits
homesick lonely nights
my parents too were crying
a whole term dying
summer break and home
empathy resolved my straits
home loving parents
while I was there
respite for me was nature
now still besotted
long story cut short
as back then was a life time
despair misery
now a happy home
a wife three children
grand and great too
like all we face
trials and tribulations
together resolved
My life back then invoked
by you and a old song
both invoking tears
Invoked memory by Aweni
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© Mick E Talbot 2017/66
The First Verse
I’m nobodies child
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