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It was a whimsical thought, but
He did it anyway.
Everyone had had such a rough time,
They needed something uplifting
Not only to raise their spirits,
But give them a sense of hope.
It took a while to put together,
But the end result was marvellous,
Even to his own eyes.
The golden lights, a spangled tree,
The pulsing music of the merry-go-round,
The hustle and bustle of people,
A reminder of what was,
And what could be again.
It was a tiny slice of perfection,
But it wasn’t real,
Just a model under glass
From the mind of an old man
Trying to make amends
For a world that was slowly killing itself.
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Beautiful story Di
Thanks!
What a wonderful thing to do. It reminds me of a model on display in our museum of my town as it was in the 1950s, built by Eddie Izzard, her brother Mark and their father John,
That sounds lovely Keith. I loved the model town of Wimborne as a child.
So sad a poem… but it fit the photo to perfection!
Thanks Val. It made me think of those snow globe scenes.
wonderful photo with all those lights and the prose fit so well
Thank you! Hope you are keeping well.
Yes – busy month but doing okay – thanks and merry Christmas to you
You too 🙂
I loved reading this. I wish the world could find that sense of hope.
There is always hope Amy.
It was beautifully written, even though the sadness is there. I love a bit of darkness in poetry and stories.
Thank you