Wednesday, August 26, 2009


Here is the darling Sia.

"I don't wanna grow old. Bring me all the toys you can find.

You don't wanna grow up. You can be my partner in crime.

I'll be sure to write you from the war. Put your guns away it's tea time.

Water bombs and tea towel tired mums. Looking for a little me time.

Close your eyes and count to thirty five. You may never ever find me.

Close my eyes and then I realize. You are never far behind me."

August poet.


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