Loveuary Day 6 :I picked for you some flowers.

The  lovely  and  talented Ritu  of has set us all off on Loveuary. I for one am excited with the task. What is love? We shall find out as the month goes on.

Today, Day 6  I want  to  talk about love  between children.  Children  are  as capable    of  love as  adults  are  but  they  are  not  always  given  enough  credit  for  this. Often it is  deemed  better , by  adults, not  to  tell children  the  truth. Especially  when  they  think  the  child  will not understand what  has happened. The  loss of  a  close family  member  or  friend  can be  devastating  if  not handled  properly. So today  I  want  to  express how  the loss of  a loved one  can effect  a child, in  this case  a loved  friend. In a way I  am using  two prompts , Flowers and Childhood Love. This is a poem I  wrote in  2012.


Link  to  Ritu’s Post
Link  to  rules  and  prompts

I picked  for  you  some flowers

I picked for you some flowers I bought them to your door.

I picked for you some flowers but your mummy said you were not here any more.

Where you had gone to she would not say

When I asked where I could find you she brushed a tear away.

Why was your mummy crying why did she look so sad,

So I forgot to give  her your flowers I do hope you won’t be mad.

I picked them by the stream where we are not meant to go,

I did not ask my mummy for I knew she would say no!

I knew they took you to hospital we all saw the ambulance the other day,

We all got so excited but then you see we did not think you’d stay……….. away.

I saw your dad out walking Kenyo yesterday

I asked how you were and like your mummy he would not say.

Kenyo was not bouncing and your dad looked sad,

I wish I had not spoke to him his sad eyes made me feel bad.

Every one misses you, well none as much as me.

I am lonely as I have your empty seat at school right next to me.

I asked my mum would she take me to see you ,

I asked if I could bake a cake and bring that with us too.

She made lots of excuses as to why we could not go ,

And I got very angry because I wanted to!!  and I miss you so!

Mum said I am not to bother your mum and dad

And that you won’t be coming back. She won’t tell why that makes me so sad.

I asked why you had gone and why you’d not return.

I was met with silence and sad looks which made me cry till my eyes burned.

I picked for you some flowers I bought them to your door.

I picked for you some flowers but your mummy said you were not here any more.

Where you had gone to she would not say ,

When I asked where I could find you she brushed a tear away.


16 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Ritu
    Feb 06, 2017 @ 07:27:22

    Oh Willow this is soooo sad. Children pick all sorts up… we need to help them process these events, not brush them under the carpet xxx


  2. Let's CUT the Crap!
    Feb 06, 2017 @ 13:22:41

    I hate when adults don’t share the truth. This is soooo sad. It breaks my heart. This must be one of you best, Willow. ❤ ❤ ❤


  3. Judy E Martin
    Feb 06, 2017 @ 19:33:59

    This was so touching and sad. Willow. Children are stronger than we think and it is better for them to know and understand the truth.


  4. Judy E Martin
    Feb 06, 2017 @ 19:34:18



  5. Wafflemethis
    Feb 07, 2017 @ 03:33:37

    This is so sad Willow, but so beautiful at the same time. Amazingly written it even brought a tear to my eye😢


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