M.L. Squier


Children - Poem by M.L. Squier

People are hippies, dopedealers (mostly
business men)
And lonely old ladies and gentlemen

Shipwrecked idealists
ordained by a headless horseman
with muscular flanks

galloping, galloping
in you and me.

Children are people
who are not hippies, business men,
lonely old ladies or gentlemen
or shipwrecked idealists

Children are flowers, trees, butterflies,
birds and bees who constantly keep a sense
of humor and sadness around hippies, business
men, lonely old ladies and gentlemen and
shipwrecked idealists who talk about God (who
might be a business man) with muscular flanks
galloping, galloping in you and me.


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 24, 2008



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