Yesterday's Child. Poem by Fay Slimm

When a child we want to be all grown up......Keep young at heart and in spirit. There will always be new adventures....10++ Sue.

Fay, liked the whole poem...I did however, especially like your wonderful line: 'Clean sheeted, my bedrock of yesterday'.10/10 Ian

There is so much wisdom here 'it takes time to learn the language of life'. I love your spontaneity and like Ian 'clean sheeted, my bedrock of yesteryear'. 10 love Karin

I learned the language of life from yesterday's child. Thanks Fay.

Fay, I go with the other Bob's sentiments on this one. Of course age is no barrier, the lessons learned, have taken time, hardship, good times, parent times, noticing times, spirit finding times, thoughtful times, happy times gone wrong, and of course the pain the hurt, the love received, the caring too. What would you pay for all that experience, after all it is something nobody can steal, so enjoy and keep writing poems like these. Love Bob 10+++++

Fay, I go with the other Bob's sentiments on this one. Of course age is no barrier, the lessons learned, have taken time, hardship, good times, parent times, noticing times, spirit finding times, thoughtful times, happy times gone wrong, and of course the pain the hurt, the love received, the caring too. What would you pay for all that experience, after all it is something nobody can steal, so enjoy and keep writing poems like these. Love Bob 10+++++

This is kind of an inspirational write Fay.. not like your other ones.. still good indeed.. Nice words of wisdom...... 10 Loves and hugss shan

Each day we find a new road to travel with wisdom it seems, problems unravel confidently strolling life's pathways ahead age is no barrier its all in the head