I guess I sound a bit precocious in some of my poems, but I can’t help agreeing with this one Written on 17 February 1990, at age 13 All good children gather round Sitting snug upon the ground Listen with your heeding ears Of tales of happiness, love and tears Thinking with your childlike minds… Continue reading Childhood

The Bridge between Youth and Adulthood

I suspect this poem was born of the frustration I (like many kids) felt on reaching an age where I was almost an adult, but not quite. My emotions are confused My desires are awaking My youth may feel abused Life’s foundations are shaking No longer a child, but still not old enough To know… Continue reading The Bridge between Youth and Adulthood