Patricia Cresswell Poet Free verse

Taken

taken

it must have happened
when I as wee
stolen from my small bed
to the arms of fairy
was I led.
now I dwell in both
my body here
my mind flies free.
as I age and time sands  
my thoughts
are more oft in that land
where the heart is forever young.

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Freddie Robinson Jr. November 30, 2017 at 2:53 PM Beautiful poetic expressions, Pat. A very exhilarating wistful thought poem. Your pen is forever young, that's for sure. Wonderful poem. Love and smiles always. Patricia Cresswell December 1, 2017 at 5:30 PM Thank you Freddie.

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart November 26, 2017 at 8:38 AM What a delightful pen Patricia! It brings to mind The Little Prince for me, never lose your child's point of view. Love this one :) xomo <3 Patricia Cresswell November 26, 2017 at 12:20 PM Thanks Maureen.

Line Gauthier November 25, 2017 at 6:36 PM O Patricia - what a delightfully whimsical poem. Love it. Patricia Cresswell November 25, 2017 at 7:21 PM Thank you Line. I think there is more in my mind to add.

Sunlite Wanter November 25, 2017 at 6:00 PM That's a real gift, I think! I'd like to develop a child like mind. Sweet and beautiful poetry. Patricia Cresswell November 25, 2017 at 6:12 PM Thank you Sunny one.