Crumbs


Crumbs

 

A crumb,

please,

a tiny,

weensy,

piece,

 

whatever,

you can give,

a glance,

a smile,

a “hello,”

 

maybe

tomorrow,

my drawing you can see,

or a sand castle we can build,

 

I

play

at your feet,

until

you

notice

me

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15 comments

      1. Maiya, ALL of your Poetry touches me deeply ALL of it. YOUR Poetry Helps me all the time connect and discover. YOUR Pen IS indeed mightier than any sword.

        God Bless and Keep you my Friend! Jen

    1. Sometimes we don’t even know we are neglecting our children. When life gets so busy with work, running a household, the stress of making ends meet. It all adds up. I must admit I am guilt sometimes.

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