This is a recent attempt, through a brilliant workshop, to be lighter, and more likely to grow...
In Our Childhood Garden
Round, glassy, smiling eyes
Smiled at us, my sister and me,
From the depths of the bush
(Thwacked repeatedly).
Cautious steps towards them,
The dolls abandoned behind.
Slowly we touched their faces,
But they're kindly creatures, you find.
Grubby and ancient, they stood there
Ready to join in the play.
Arms wide, secret extended -
A newfound troll discovery!
Well, my eight year-old nephew liked it! Glad I pitched it in his direction. Love you Jake! x
Round, glassy, smiling eyes
Smiled at us, my sister and me,
From the depths of the bush
(Thwacked repeatedly).
Cautious steps towards them,
The dolls abandoned behind.
Slowly we touched their faces,
But they're kindly creatures, you find.
Grubby and ancient, they stood there
Ready to join in the play.
Arms wide, secret extended -
A newfound troll discovery!
Well, my eight year-old nephew liked it! Glad I pitched it in his direction. Love you Jake! x