Wilds toys

 
For Maureece Foster Pinnock


My days are finished my brave child,
Take the toys I have given you and fly away,
For my winds are not brave and wild,
They are forlorn and drained to the final day,
There is not anymore toys in my winds to gain,
All in me, has flown away, in the window toys, that fly with you child,
So that you are the brave one,
Fly, take the toys and fly, brave child,
Keep all my winded, wild toys,
Until the forlorning and draining finishes you,
And the wild toys will be pass on to another brave child in the winds.

Theodore Arthur Pinnock
June,28 1980