Monday, May 2, 2022

The Children Will Play


The Children Will Play
By Lord R.e. Taylor

People are learning
Children are not fragile
Finally, they should be allowed to play
To roughhouse with friends
Yeah, they’ll get some bruises
Maybe some cuts or injured bones
But everything will heal
The kids will always go back
And play some more

© Poem – V/II/MMXXII
LRET


 

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