![]() Changing PlacesA Poem by Chris Shaw![]() Put yourselves into the shoes of others. It does you good and makes you see things in perspective.![]()
On life's short journey, passing through
how often do we try to view the track that others have to tread, as we eyes-blinkered race ahead? A mother feeds her teenage son, slow spoonfuls, till he signs he's done. A broken body, sound in mind, strong handsome features. How unkind that he escaped the sheltered womb to find from birth another tomb. Imprisoned soul who can't break free and yet I saw no misery upon his smiling, youthful face and in his mother, only grace. Though caged inside his black wheelchair it's I who sensed a strange despair. With heavy heart, I lived the chill of how she copes if she is ill and felt the fears for her dear boy whose love has given so much joy.
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Added on August 17, 2018Last Updated on August 18, 2018 Author![]() Chris ShawBerkshire, United KingdomAboutAlbert, my paternal grandfather introduced me to Tennyson when I was nine. I have loved poetry ever since but did not attempt writing a single piece until I was 40. It's never too late to try somethin.. more..Writing
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