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Poetry Corner: Life, Through The Eyes Of A Child

By Richard Wallace

One day my Dad went to work

He has a fishing boat.

He is a fisherman.

***

My Mum didn’t want him to go.

The wind was blowing hard.

Dad said he had to.

***

He didn’t come home for supper.

At bedtime I went to bed.

He wasn’t home to tuck me in.

***

He didn’t come home for breakfast.

People came to visit.

They brought a lot of food.

***

My Mum was sad and started to cry.

I gave her a hug.

I told her everything was all right.

***

Once when I was sleeping I had a bad dream.

Mum gave me a hug.

She said everything was all right.

***

I was crying and

she put her arms around me.

Then I went to sleep in her bed.

***

Mum said that Dad

will be home for supper.

My Mum is happy now.

***

First he has to go

and see the Doctor.

That won’t take long.

***

I can’t wait for Dad to come home;.

I missed him.

Now he can tuck me into bed.

seascape  by Petra Jochen Bruckhaus

by Petra Jochen Bruckhaus


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