Little thoughts,
Of tiny things.
Sunshine Glints,
Off sparkling ring.
Baby kisses,
Baby hugs.
Children's talk,
Children's love.
Connections made,
So long ago.
Return to haunt,
The mind I know.
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The Book of Dreams
PoetryFrom my first efforts to get published as a teenager, to some of the things I have thought about during University... experiences of Death and loss, as well as drunken poetry rambles. Poetry helps me to think about things that are happening in life...
