A Saved Wretch

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A boy’s world

Lego, army figures, tanks and trains
wooden railway encircling planes
worlds in your head
worlds in your hands

You could grow up to be an engineer
but how can I know the future from here
all I’m sure of
is who you are now

Absorbed in your game, oblivious
the creations you make, ingenious
lost in your world
your world is us

Wiry arms wrapped around my neck
my stubble prickling your smooth cheek
kiss, cuddle, kiss
not letting go.


This poem was inspired watching my son playing and thinking about the world as he might see it, but written from my perspective as a father. 

Categories: Poetry

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8 replies

  1. I love it, Mike! Write another one!

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Some great natural rhymes in there.

    Liked by 1 person

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