Valerie Dohren

(13 January 1947 / Southport)

Little Children Lost


Butterflies, sweet butterflies
Laughter lighting up their eyes
For now they`ve gone to Paradise

Do they dance and do they play
Upon the stars so far away
Whilst watching o`er the ones who pray

And can they see, or are they blind
Lost to love and humankind
The unconstrained and unconfined

Are they dark or are they fair
With dusky eyes or golden hair
Like feathers floating in the air

And do they weep or do they sing
Fly with angels `pon the wing
Joyously or suffering

For`er to dwell in shining streams
Lost to life and lost in dreams
All lost forever now it seems

Lost in space and lost in time
But not in prose and not in rhyme
For still they dwell in thought sublime

And are they cold or are they warm
Whispering softly through the storm
But quiet now, the born unborn

Round, round and around they go
Backwards, forwards, to and fro
Swinging high and swinging low

Only those who love them know

Submitted: Monday, February 13, 2012

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  • Rookie - 76 Points Danny Draper (3/15/2012 1:57:00 AM)

    There are eternal thoughts strung and enmeshed infinitely and inexplicably into the day and should from time to time cause us to pause and cautiously think. This is such a concept of love in kind essence. An affirmation not anchored to a temporal source but with an innate timelessness, inherently worthy of our retention. This is one of those beautifully considered, precisely crafted and deftly expanded pieces that will recall one to touch that gentle human essence and its connection to life. Thank you for your writing. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 87 Points Patti Masterman (3/5/2012 10:33:00 AM)

    What a precious poem, and that last line- it's sublime..it echoes my own thoughts on the matter. Beautiful write here. (Report) Reply

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