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Walls and Fences

They're all talking walls and fences, words meant to force us apart, the world has lost all it's senses, where did this craziness start? I'm walking up here on the ridge, already making a start, building a shiny new bridge, this flyover straight to your heart.

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Karen Jones

Date: 4/4/2024 2:18:00 AM

Aw this is delightful! Thanks for sharing

Martin Challender
Date: 4/4/2024 2:29:00 AM

Thank you Karen :)

Jeanette Swan

Date: 4/3/2024 10:11:00 PM

My turn to visit your page. This is a fave. Bridge-building and understanding instead of cancelling and blocking - Yay. This reminds me of how my Mum as a teacher had to fill in forms about how she would prevent an accident happening again (if say a child fell off playground equipment). she used to say, 'Buy more band-aids'. We farewell her on Tuesday at a Thanksgiving service.

Martin Challender
Date: 4/3/2024 11:33:00 PM

Thanks Jeanette :) Buying more band aids is sound advice! No one is born knowing how to do anything, we all stumble through life. We certainly need more bridges & a lot less fences.

Hilda Greenhough

Date: 4/3/2024 11:02:00 AM

I love this poem. I find the romantic ending an assurance. Love still exists.

Martin Challender
Date: 4/3/2024 11:38:00 PM

Thanks! I wanted to end on a positive note, despite all the problems of the world, where there's love & life there's always hope.