Tuesday, August 06, 2013

Security, seen from a car

Frozen in my fleeting, passing perception,
a child is out of his buggy,
sat on the wall of a bridge.
He sits at shoulder height to his mother,
and her arms are tightly round him,
not to restrain him, but to enable him,
to let him see further than his height allows.
He may not know it, but in so many ways,
without her, he would not be there.

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