Reaper of RewardsA Poem by Chris ShawA spontaneous write
i taught my boys how to hug
told them they can be given freely said they feel snug like a bug in a comfort cocoon make the giver and receiver feel wanted and loved my eldest arrived last night stood dwarfing me in the hall arms wrapped tightly round my waist in the warmest embrace a minute passed by in silence as his son stood waiting his turn all three years of him looking on as his brown eyes burned delight you know it’s true about rewards you reap in abundance what you sow and more so it grows with the years © 2023 Chris ShawFeatured Review
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14 Reviews Added on January 7, 2023 Last Updated on January 7, 2023 AuthorChris 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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