By Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm
There are days when I know little of my face
stuck in a turn around at some door in this case
stuck in some perpetual “ziggy zaggy” maze
stuck at the bottom of a well totally debased
stuck in a fog stupefied dazed
but hey, there’s that moment I’m in the clouds unfazed
the kindness of a few words and I’m amazed
that child in me
let “she” be
July 2019
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4 replies on “Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm | That child in me (172)”
The child is still here within me
She has been through a lot
But she has never stopped loving
All she knows is love
I am always proud of her
Cuz she grows up but has never be affected by the noise and toxicity of life
Thank you for your poem. I love it♥️
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You are welcome dear ❤️
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Will always remain. A reminder of what was and what can still be. 🙂
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We forget I think, especially when everything aches :))
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