16/07/2023
With summer …sort of here… my memory wistfully wandered down to me writing a poem when I was 9 years old … I surprised myself that I could recollect it word for word even though it was almost 40 years ago. Then I thought, what would my 9 year old self think of me today … remembering that poem! I imagined sitting next to her … telling her it will all be ok, that she is amazing just as she is. It made me feel pretty good / emotional but filled with love and pride. Maybe imagine your own 9 year old self and what you would want to say to them - reconnecting to your inner child is an incredibly empowering thing .. give it a try today.
P.s … here is that poem .. well done little Laura!!
The golden of the sand
The blue of the sea
Oh I can here the band
Here comes the buzzing bee
The cooling ice creams
Relaxing at my leisure
The dazzling rays of the sun beams
This is my seaside pleasure
Seagulls squawk
Babies scream
Other people talk
As I lie and dream …
