“Interference”

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“Perfect Chaos” © C.P. Hickey 2018

 

 

“Interference”

Butterflies and finger-paints.

Snacks and toys and paper planes.

Hide n’seek, imaginary friends,

Where’s the line when childhood ends?

 

Stepped on toes,

Raw runny nose.

Stomped storm puddles,

happy hug huddles.

 

Who am I to interfere?

With the joy of children here.

Chaos reigns and order wanes,

able adventurous sponge-like brains.

 

The mystery of life is known,

until adults get you alone.

As time goes by the magic leaves,

leave those kids alone, please.

 

Leave those kids alone!

 

Please!

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4 Comments on ““Interference”

  1. I love this one. Beautiful sound, beautiful meaning… just a beautiful poem. Nice work, friend!

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