Dee Daffodil - Blessed are the Children

Blessed are the children,
For they know not what they do.
They live in worlds of innocence,
and swim in seas of truth.

Blessed are the children,
With their uncorrupted minds,
But isn't it a pity,
They grow older all the time.

And with their age,
They learn the trades,
That schools and peers,
will teach.

The wonders and the horrors,
That booze and drugs can bring,
And all too soon, we find them...
'Doing Time' for stupid things!

A poem by Dee Daffodil (H.W 1982)

Dee Daffodil

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