#Fowc #Child
to two special little people
It’s not the refusals
or the sulking
or the crying
It’s not the tantrums
the tears
or those volcano moments
But its those moments in the day
when you’ve picked out your lunch
and we’re eating fish finger butties
Or we’re on the football pitch
and you’re running round the astroturf
like stevie G
Or it’s time for bed
and i’ve let you play a game
just before a bedtime story
Those are the times
i’m happy to say –
that you’re my Nephew.
Inkdrop is freelance writer with a passion for exploring the intersections between nature, architecture, and artistic expression. With a background in computing, and writing – his pen name harks back to when he played around with rhymes and a fountain pen. Now joined by a selection of created photos from an acquired DSLR camera He shares insights with scribblers of all backgrounds. Outside of visiting museums and exploring the latest in exhibits , he enjoys walking through the countryside in pursuit of the next rainbow.
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