Whitby Writers Group

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Stages of Life

In the sunken garden
adjacent to Clara’s
I watch a young girl,
not long learned to walk,
explore excitedly,
her father close behind
in case she should fall.

She moves onto the grass,
crouches down, touches a daisy,
stands up again.
Does it repeatedly.

“You can do that” I think
“I can’t do that” – need
support to pull myself up.

Enjoy yourself young lady
for it is all downhill from there.


David Agnew

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