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John Edward Smallshaw
Poems
Aug 2016
A sense of it
I love it when the Sun falls down
and wraps me lightly in its
glove,
just love it.
and when the evening slows the day
when children ***** off from their play
and a bit of quietness hits the coming
of the night
you've got to love it,
right?
I was children long ago
back when
times were hard,
but we never minded
we weren't blinded by
the shine,
we were busy
just enjoying
with no sense
of time.
Written by
John Edward Smallshaw
69/Here and now
(69/Here and now)
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