Wave to the toddler standing within, care
Enough to brave the waves that thin your heart
Strings with wear and tear; lest the devil snare
You from the treasures you have, and you start
Like a wave to build in power and strength
In a passion of indifference. Tear
Your eyes inward glances, from the myth
Of self perfection, and give yourself, share!
With longing in his eyes he doth wave, is
Calling through the window, a hurricane
That cares not for the land it trods on, bizz
Overcoming the stain; energetic rain
Is he likened to while he smiles at you;
Waving, calling, hoping you remain true.
The Persistent Toddler, (c) Luke Bennette, June 2012
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