My Muse rides on my
shoulders
My Muse lets the thoughts
fly on Angel wings
Writings flows as a swift
river
I never know where the river
is headed
But the river knows and
I sit back
and enjoy the ride
A child following a small stream
never walks in a straight line
but meanders
Children make use of what
God gives them
without thought
Only adults question every one
of His gifts
Children have Angels
to protect them
Sometimes the Angels are
busy sleeping though
We could learn from Children
If we were not so busy
teaching them
My son Brandon at 9 was
wiser than I
'Divorce is when children have
to act as adults
and
adults act as children'
he told me.
A Muse guides you
and inspires you
Anyone can have one
Just create one! !
Beautifully and logically … »We could learn from Children If we were not so busy teaching them »
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very well thought-out poem... with some profound statements! For fun, read my poem 'to my ex-muse'... Yuri*