Little Wayward Child
"Little Wayward Child"
My Little Wayward child
with his misguided, unrealistic, violent temperament
weaving, going to and fro with no sense of direction.
My child I asked one night of course why?
only to receive a unpredictable form of response
with the attention span like that of collateral damage
to the human spirit...
undisciplined, untamed, always in an uncultivated state of being
from afar
Carry on my ....
peace be with you in-spite of your uncaring ways, peace be with you...
until death do us part.
By: Deborah Vines 10/27/2017
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