On that very first day
He was unfussed
As the detail of his
Being was caressed
And wondered at;
As if knowing
Of these things we had long forgotten
He now waited patiently
For our journey to begin.
The parade of love,
Exclamation of miracle,
This gift of colour the world
Had placed all about him
Was just light to him.
Eve Jackson,
Freshwater, Isle of Wight
Writes Daily Echo poet-in-residence Polly Clark: "This tender poem brought a lump to this poet's throat!"
You can e-mail Polly on polly.clark@soton-echo.co.uk
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