child at risk
eyes
not yet blinded
see
ears
not yet deafened
hear
hearts
not yet hardened
break
Copyright © 2009 Linda Cassidy Lewis
A little thought
14 Saturday Nov 2009
14 Saturday Nov 2009
Lovely. Especially the last part. That is so true. I remember as a young person having such a vunerable heart. It’s been broken so many times it’s now gone and replaced with a rock.
What would your inner child say?
wow.
That’s … powerful. Very powerful, Linda. Love the last stanza; the punch is incredible.
Thank you for letting me know it spoke to you, Darc.
Beautiful poem. I love all three stanzas, but the second if the one I connect with most. I wish I could regain that childhood innocence again sometimes!
Me too, Christi. It’s one of the reasons I love to spend time with small children. I get to live in their world for a while again.
Yes.
This is wonderful, Linda. Packs a punch.
Thank you for reading, Danielle, and I appreciate the comment.
I agree with Cathryn. (And it’s a pleasure to see so much said with so few words, after a week of daily nano quotas.)
Beautiful.
Thank you, Judy. I’m happy to have give you a little gift of words.
Beautiful! I love the title, too. Sometimes it’s difficult to remember that risk is not just the danger, not just the heartbreak, but the reward of seeing and hearing and living, as well.
Christina, thank you for seeing a positive in this too.