Pantomime Moon
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
Perri Dodgson was born into an RAF family, which meant travelling extensively and receiving a disjointed education. Her first job was a layout designer for a publishing house, then for twenty years she worked in the care sector, looking after the elderly and mentally ill. Now retired and living in Wellingborough, England, and after joining a writing group, she discovered the joy of writing. She has had features published in magazines and online literary magazines and been ‘highly recommended’ in a national competition. She also explores interior design and embroidery. Currently she is researching for her book which will be a biography.
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