Children are like mirrors
Reflections of future and past
Voices raised in anger,
Build living images that last
until
the echoes of tomorrow
fall deaf on attention span
our gaggle
lost
too verbal abuse as
before the mirror we stand
rules
once made will be broken
by women child and man
yet
when led by Example and token
that’s when children
best understand
let ego frustration and anger
the crack in the mirror
fall through
for your children are just a reflection
of the things
that you say and you do.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice poem, Keith. Read my poem Love and L u s t. Thanks.