I used to read
The Little Prince
To discover myself.
“Grown-ups do not understand”
Made a lot of sense.
And I read it out to you
Cried over the star
Over the horizon
Wept over lost innocence
Wept over broken dreams
Dreams that had no right
To be dreamt
Because dreams speak
Future
And you dwelt in the past
Bogging down
The present
I left you my copy of
The Little Prince
At your request
But you cannot use it
For
“Grow-ups do not understand”
1 comment:
Ah a treat to read, this book review.Am so glad you liked Le Petit Prince as much as I did!
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