Treasure Island

John Carter Brown


Poem for Karen


Please be patient
Please be kind
Try to understand,
This little child so very young
Who's life is in your hand,
Is like an empty vessel
Waiting to be filled,
Like an empty plot of land
Longing to be tilled.

As a page within a book
Is nought without the word,
As a song is meaningless
Until that song is heard,
So a child must have it's heart
Replete with all it needs
To live and love, and find it's way
Among these earthly weeds;

Give your little girl your best,
Then let your heart be still,
Please be patient
Please be kind
In truth, I know you will.

(Written 1st Oct 2003)

Submitted: Saturday, August 25, 2012

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Written for my daughter-in-law when one of her children was proving difficult to be around.

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