UNLEARN

This is something I wrote about a picture of my daughter and me.

I thought i was holding your hand,
Giving you support making you learn.
Thoses little hands had more to show,
Look around mamma, there so many places to go.
You are telling me to stop, but there is so much to explore.
What fun it is to stand and watch when you can't let go.
They say I am small, all I can do is crawl.
But what have you done to yourself,
You have stopped walking for the fear of the fall.
Look at yourself, you are just not walking,
You are not whole.

Reviews

[A. Amos]

Deep and beautiful expressions involve in your amazing poetry...great job my friend

[Yati]

Thankyou so much A.Amos.I admire what you write and appreciation coming from you,who expresses so well, means a lot.Thankyou.

[A. Amos]

You're most welcome my friend...