
Random First Lines: She was alone, standing in the clearing, enjoying her lunch. She was munching away aimlessly, totally unaware... : Young Adult » Read
A very short poem about a mother who was given something precious.
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Submitted: Jan 5, 2008 Reads: 63 Comments: 7 Likes: 6
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Boneman liked the contrast of thought..intresting write....love the way it rymes ......have a great day...Juliet
Posted: Jan 5, 2008
Have to think about it.
Posted: Jan 6, 2008
very nice write, Boneman. A child is a precious jewel and the poetic comparison works very well. Written with a nursery rhyme feel to it which adds to its depth and drama! Thanks for sharing......Jerry
Posted: Jan 6, 2008
yet another amazing poem. all children should be cherished.
more soon i hope.
snow x
Posted: Jan 6, 2008
boneman, what wonderful poetry you write, always straight from the heart. you are so talented.
lydia
Posted: Jan 15, 2008
Its sad that some people don't realize the wonderful gift they are given, and children are always a gift. This one was simple, but gave me a heck of a wallop! Wonderful job as always!
Posted: Jun 16, 2008
i wish such mothers be hanged till death.
Posted: Sep 21, 2008
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