Short Prams Poems

Wheelchairs and Prams

Alive wheelchairs and prams should 
hold hostage people who 
breach the condition of 
not permitting entry to 
the disabled into 
their buildings!
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An array of colours.  Smells so aromatic and fresh.  A bed of roses red,yellow and white. 
The sunshining down.

Robins in the tree.  Fish in the pond. A childs laughter.

Mothers pushing prams.  LOvers hand in hand.
Children playing football.

Round and round goes the roundabout.  Pushed into the sky.  Ice lollies and sun lotion.  The 
park the childrens summer potion....

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The Childless Mother

You once had a mother 
And how was she?
She was gentle, kind and caring,
As gracious as could be.

And you?
You played house,
You dressed your dolls,
You took them for walks in their prams
You gave them their bottles,
And you rocked them to sleep.

But now, you know,
You’ll never be a mother,
You experience anguish, hurt and pain,
Which our loving heavenly father
Takes away again and again and again....

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Walking down streets which are clad in blue bricks
past shops that all seem to sell just old rusting shutters.
Mums pushing prams, empty of hope
Charity shops selling rich peoples cast offs
factory's knocked down and turned into new housing estates
Asbestos-is  and cancer as taken  the fathers
School classes so large with so many languages 
The great British dream lies bleeding in  tatters
caused by inept members of parliament 
living their dream of progressive policys ....

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