The Circle of LifeA Poem by Wild Willow Blue Let the Child be the Child.. Sparkling faintly in distant light life’s responsibilities cupped in warm hands those of a child The light grows dimmer responsibilities can no longer be held The child finally lets shattered glass leave her hands to forever stain the floors © 2012 Wild Willow BlueAuthor's Note
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Added on May 30, 2012 Last Updated on May 30, 2012 Tags: Child, Children, Life, Responsibilities Author
Wild Willow BlueOHAboutI am 33. I am gay/non-binary. I started writing in 8th grade. The person whom I started writing because of, I never got a chance to thank. We were never good friends, but we knew each other. I owe her.. more..Writing
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