Haiku: Children (2)


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When I think back to my childhood, I remember endless days in the sun, I remember having the freedom to wander. The children I see around now are always looking down at their phones and never see the sky.


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As children we ran

Fields and lanes were our playground

Where have children gone?

copyright Milly Reynolds 2019




Tanka: A mother’s tears


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It is only now  I am a parent, that I appreciate everything that my parents did for me. Life was hard for them when I was growing up, but they made sure that I never went without. It was sometimes a daily struggle, but as a child I never knew. When I think back to some of the mother/daughter fights that we used to have when I was pushing the boundaries……….


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Why didn’t you tell?

You hid your struggles from me

Kept me innocent

That one truth now humbles me

I can never say thank you

copyright Milly Reynolds 2019