The children are being led like cattle across the grounds. They have yellow life jackets on and are holding on to rings around a rope.
They are surrounded by grownups (a funny word). The children chirrup and look blankly around while being led around.
I go back to my reverie and when I look back one of them has somehow shed the yellow life jacket. Another grownup points this out in passing to one
of the minders (another funny) who scuttles back to get it while clamping on to one of the little ones. Elsewhere on the grounds are
a number of people taking pictures of themselves (not funny). The one who broke out of the uniform looks blithely on. I stir slightly with a glimmer for this ones prospects.
Little ones it is a good life innit bouncing between a nap and a frolic to a meal and back.
But before you know it they get ya roped and tethered. You have provided Inspiration just now. Luck and Hold. Don't let the multiple kisses of institutional mort consume you -
family-school-career-obligations-upkeep more-repeat... Throw that yoke off!... you are gifted golden just now child ... just now
Ahhh if only it can remain eternally unvarnished...
Ah hang in there--
Thanks for the lift kid
Copyright © Tom Pennacchini | Year Posted 2022
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