It’s not children
Playing dress up and
Making rules up for
Clubs or ridiculing
People from “outside”.
It’s not children
Fighting over dirt and
Keeling over dead from
Monsters with weapons
Playing killing games.
I’m with the children,
I watch the strangers and giggle.
Written for dVerse. Word prompt: giggle. Form: Quadrille (44 words)
The Sarah Bawden 
Very dark and dangerous games some adults play without thinking of the children. Very thought-provoking poem. ❤
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Thank you!
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It’s a dark time we are living in. Some powerful thoughts expressed here!
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Thank you, Bryan
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Wonderfully evocative write ❤️
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Thank you so much!
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It’s not children and neither it’s adults
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Very interesting thought, what makes you say that? I would love to know!
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Definitely better to be with the children.
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I like the games children play way better than the ones adults engage in sometimes. Giggles can’t change life, but it can change us a little bit. Thanks for changing me just a little bit 🙂
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So glad to hear that this changed you a little bit! Thank you for sharing
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Deep and thought provoking.
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Glad you enjoyed it
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Adults do stupid things. I hope giggling helps.
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Sometimes it’s almost bewilderment instead of giggling I suppose.
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Lots to ponder here!
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Keep our children safe, I’m with them too ~
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Much to think about here. Words so true!
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Glad you found it thought-provoking!
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I share your thoughts. If only we can be like those children, it’d be a wonderful world. ❤
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I like the depth to your words Sarah, beautifully done.
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Thank you so much, Michael.
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Oh for the innocence of children – may it infect us as if a storm.
Kind regards
Anna :o]
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Yes!
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Whew. This packs a punch. Oh, for that childlike faith again. The world is scary.
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Yes it is!
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