Melange vol.3
October
Editorial Guaranteed
satisfaction - where did a deep impression dissapear?
Poems Lonely
Humanity Veteran
Guitar
inner child
Cactus I /
II
Multilingual Page -
English Interview with Mr
Robbie Petterson Interviews with
learners of English as a second language
Film Review
Are
dinosaurs getting too old for Hollywood? - Jurassic Park III
Novels Adonis Blue
(3)
Guest Writers'
Corner Story
of Strawberries: Bedtime Story for My Sister
Notes on Group
Writers |
inner
child |
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Margaret
Grace |
Here is large grassland
It's a fine, warm afternoon
You're sitting in the shade of a big
tree A soft, gentle breeze
strokes your cheeks
There comes a little child
off the back of the tree About the
age of five This is the inner
child in your heart An old memory
which has sunk deeply for a long time Since the time you were a little child
The child seems to want to tell you
something Let's hold the child in
your arms And listen to everything
the child wants to say An
innocent, bashful child with crystal-clear eyes Long before you have grown up
The child says in a small voice:
'I'm scared' 'I'm sad' 'I'm
lonely' 'Mum and Dad don't care for
me'
The inner child in your
heart Still exists long after you
have grown up The child may try
itself being a good kid Not to
bother the parents, repressing the desire To be praised as a good kid by
everyone The inner child in your
heart Still there even though you
have come of age The child may not
be fulfilled with affection It may
be disturbed by other siblings Or
parents may be too busy to look after you
Let's hug the child
wholeheartedly And tell the child 'I
love you' 'You're not alone
anymore' 'You're fine just as you
are' 'You're my precious just as you
are here'
This may be the inner child
in your heart Has been sleeping
for a long time Even after you
have grown up The child comes up
to you suddenly Just as young you
were as a little child
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