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“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 responses to ““Interference””
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I love this one. Beautiful sound, beautiful meaning… just a beautiful poem. Nice work, friend!
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Thank you, Julia. A small thing for an adventure of a lifetime. I never know if I am doing the right thing, but so want to. 🙂
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Enjoy every moment.
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Like a fiend 😊
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Hello,
I’m Christopher Paul Hickey
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