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For My New Grandchild by Stan Phillips

For my New Grandchild

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by Stan Phillips

You will see things child, things that I can never imagine as your time stretches into a century that is beyond my ability to comprehend. In the same way that I have explored a world that would have astonished the eyes of my grandfather. I can try to visualise your world child, but will never succeed, for those who will create it are yet to be born. Will it contain my music, my art, my poetry? Or will you create a magical and unique culture that stems from a source yet to be discovered? I hope you will laugh though, as I laugh child. Dance as I dance. Love as I love. Be enchanted, as I am, by the beauty of a blossoming flower. By starlight. By the glory of a newly born lamb. The sparkle of sunlight on still water.

These things I am happy to leave you to carry gentle into your strange new world child. With the hope you can abandon the hatred, the conflict, and the bloodshed that has so marred the society that gave you birth. So take the magic of my world child, on your great adventure. But leave our tragedies to fade into memory, As I fade too. Echoes of me lost on the contrary winds of time.

Stan Phillips©2020

Stan Phillips is an 80 year old poet, musical podcast maker, part-time wannabe male model, and occasional stand up comedian. “I used to be a psychotherapist/counsellor when I had an honest job. I was born into prewar London, and attended 17 schools (my father believed they couldn’t hit a moving target) and I eventually finished up here in Ireland. Still wondering what I will be when I grow up — but enjoying writing my quirky poetry as I do so.”

Discover more about Stan on Mom’s Favorite Reads website: https://moms-favorite-reads.com/moms-authors/stan-phillips