Alone among the Dandelions and Daisies I would play

Friends from inside my head were with  whom I shared my day.

They would never let me down, never a cruel word said

Real friends did not exist yet so I took refuse in my head.


Brothers and sisters I had but they were too old for me

So much younger than them, I was like an only child  you see.

Jingle Bells and Ossie too finding things for me to to do

Bill Bailey  always being naughty not forgetting Curly Sue.


Always the odd one out at school never quite fitting in

I took to hiding in my imagination saving my paper thin skin.

Teachers all thought  me the fool never paying attention

But I was learning from my friends thing too wonderful to mention.



When everyone only saw  school books, lessons, rain or cloudy skies

I saw rainbows, fairies  castles and magic coloured  butterflies .

Whenever lessons got too dull I could always slip away

However cruel the other children could be in my mind I could always play.


Now don’t feel sorry , don’t feel sad for this child who friends never had

For what I learned in those lonely years I will always be glad.

The beauty and wonder I could find whilst hiding deep within my mind

Showed more beauty and knowledge than in the real world I would ever find.

20 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. IdealisticRebel
    Aug 25, 2013 @ 22:44:16

    Love it. It brings back memories of the family’s mountain camp. I used to run in a meadow like this one.


  2. saminaiqbal27
    Aug 25, 2013 @ 22:46:59

    I love the positive lovely tone of the poem. Words flow so beautifully. Lovely pictures to support the theme. Great post willow.


    • willowdot21
      Aug 25, 2013 @ 22:49:51

      Thank you Saminai, memories of childhood, I came from a big family but was so much younger than all the others I did sometimes suffer from loneliness till I gave into my imagination!


  3. acuriousgal
    Aug 25, 2013 @ 22:47:37

    A lovely poem and I too would retreat to my imagination to get rid of cruel kids!! Love the pic too!!


  4. LindaGHill
    Aug 25, 2013 @ 22:55:55

    As an only child myself, I can relate to this very well. Nice poem 🙂


  5. ramprabakar
    Aug 26, 2013 @ 00:21:01

    Wonderful words! True, sometimes the people in our head can matter so much more than those who are real


    • willowdot21
      Aug 26, 2013 @ 04:36:25

      yes that is often true, especially when you are a child and you just do not fit in for one reason or another. Often also your imagination is a great place to hide even as an adult it can be very healing to just retreat inside your head! xx


  6. russtowne
    Aug 27, 2013 @ 18:57:39

    Thank you for sharing this glimpse of your childhood and spirit, Willow.


    Aug 27, 2013 @ 22:24:11

    I never had magical friends in my head but my sister had plenty for us both! A wonderful read!


  8. Eric Alagan
    Aug 28, 2013 @ 12:51:30

    Friends in a make belief world? No, quite often these friends are just the tonic and companionship we need, I reckon.


  9. WordsFallFromMyEyes
    Aug 31, 2013 @ 08:11:12

    I never thought of it before, Willow, but suddenly wondering if you were indeed an only child.

    Thank God for our minds, imaginations, though. Sometimes, it is so true, our only friend.


    • willowdot21
      Aug 31, 2013 @ 15:00:56

      No I was one of six but the youngest by a lot of years, 8yrs younger than the next boy and 10 years younger than the next girl, and so on until I ended up 14yrs younger than the eldest girl. I spent a lot of time on my own. For whatever reasons I was bullied at school so yes my imagination was a good best friend to me! .Big hugs at you and Daniel.xxxxxxx


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