Sublime reminder of childhood ways,
make believe heroes and picnic days,
music box tinkling a nursery rhyme tune,
the cow jumped over the pantomime moon.
Your body may age, your muscles may tire,
you long to relax by an open fire.
The years have lain heavy, your spirit is spent,
‘tis hard to fight on but before you relent,
just take a moment, enjoy the night sky.
time has stood still yet the years have gone by.
Take a crisp winter’s night in the innocent glow,
oh, when did you let the child in you go?
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Perri Dodgson was born in 1959 into an RAF family. Her early life was spent in permanent transit making her school life rather chaotic. She studied graphic arts, worked in banking, did layout design, and worked in the care sector. Now retired, she lives in Wellingborough, England. She realised how much she loves storytelling and creating characters when she joined her local writing group early this year. Writing flash fiction, fiction, and poetry. She is enjoying the learning process and also planning her first novel.