Such a finely laid post, Betty, but such a shocking topic. There's a sense of reality here or news of such a happening! I admit I 'ouched' at what happened, truth or not. Must admit I thought something worse might happen - and to the wee child. It might have. thank the Lord it did not.. money can somehow be replaced, a child's innocence cannot. Your writing inevitably touches.
Posted 21 Hours Ago
21 Hours Ago
this was me Em! a haunting memory for sure! thank you my dear Em for your understanding review, and .. read morethis was me Em! a haunting memory for sure! thank you my dear Em for your understanding review, and much appreciated🌷
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b🌹
21 Hours Ago
Argh .. oh my goodness, how scary. Must say however, what I put up there ^ still stands. Shaking th.. read moreArgh .. oh my goodness, how scary. Must say however, what I put up there ^ still stands. Shaking the thought of - even now, dear you.
Hope life is improved in all ways. Need focus on Helpline.. is busying. Distant hug!
Wow, i love how you capture the innocents of the child, than in the middle of it turn it around. It was short yet bittersweet. You did a good job capturing trust in a simple way.
Warmely SilentTree
Posted 2 Days Ago
2 Days Ago
thank you fo stopping by and a lovely review🌷
Warmly, B
Wow, your poem really tells a story! I love how you described the mix of being a carefree kid and then realizing something was wrong. The way you wrote about your doll carriage and the stranger makes it feel super real. It’s kinda scary but also really powerful. I can totally see how that moment would stick with you forever. Great job capturing those feelings!
This is such a sad story.....we get penalized so often for trusting people.
I remember playing hopscotch on the Bronx sidewalks....but luckily never ran into this guy, so my mom's purse was safe.
j.
Posted 2 Days Ago
2 Days Ago
thank you J it was pretty scary, but what did i know?
warmly, B🌷
We all learn our lessons of being too trusting at times, but the importance of these mistakes is not doing anything wrong yourself, but the world becomes a little less innocent the more we learn about it.
Posted 2 Days Ago
2 Days Ago
thank you Lorry, a fine review…. and thanks for the tip!
warmly, B
My love of poetry results from my love of art. As a painter I am able to express myself on a canvas. As a poet my words come from my heart, my moods, sometimes sad, mostly upbeat. I like to use vivid .. more..