Busting the Myth

Busting the Myth

I thought I would be able to concentrate sitting outside the bar, but that would perhaps have pushed my new found ‘writing freedom’ beyond the realms of reality. Kids running all over the place, slaloming between the tables with bubble blowing guns was a bit much . Whilst it was just the squeals and giggles…

Wait for me

Wait for me

Wait there my boy, we must depart,but I’ll soon be home, you’ll see.Away he trooped with all the menwithout glancing back at me. They soon retreated from my view,a bright patch in the distance.How war affects the strongest manhad still not touched my conscience. I was too young to even knowthat they’d live in fields…