Poetry

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Too early spring

and harvest glow,

looking for hope

never to know,

Too early spring

innocence lost

Came too early winter

dying frost,

Summer gone but a shame

Should it have been

a long great stand,

Yet too early spring

here the child sees

Days of granduer

Triumphs and glories,

unachieved,

covered by winters snow.


Over the last 37 years I have seen children forced to grow up way too soon. World conditions have all but destroyed the family around the world. Consider the tragedies around the world.

Drunkenness
Abusive parents
absent parents
HIV/Aides in Africa
Drug abuse
Abortion
Starvation
Disease
Famines
WARS
Floods
Earthquakes
Child pornography
Child slavery
Child prostitution
Teen pregnancy
Children raising children

As I approach my birthday number 52, I reflect back to this poem I wrote at 15 years old. Many writers use the yearly seasons as a description of life, spring the beginning and winter the end. But, for many children, spring comes TOO early

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