Poetry Blog by trevor homer (For my 6 month old grandaughter)
For my 6 month old grandaughter (Remove filter)
WHEN IN SOME DISTANT TIME [For Imogen]
When, in some distant time; no, I don’t mean
Those halcyon days of summer, when you are busy
In a world adults cannot enter.
Or splashing on shorelines, held tightly by the eternal bond
Of mother and father; or else falling in long grass
Grown taller than your head, while running so fast,
You were a blur to others....
Monday 18th February 2019 4:31 pm