Sails billow as they unfurl
we prepare to release our mooring
waiting expectantly for the wind
to greet our faces
as we set sail
and why should we be ashamed?
Quickly and purposely
we unchock the wheels
remove the air intake blocks
pull the flags covering the pitot
engines start to cycle
and why should I be ashamed?
Her sails grab at the wind
the props cause everything loose to ruffle
We greet the day
knowing that those we love
are setting the dandelions free
our children should not be ashamed!!!
I like most of the men and women who choose to serve their country (in the armed forces) do it so that children can run free in the dandelion fields rather than be used as a weapons.
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Thank you for visiting Moondustwriter. One of the many exciting things I've had the honor of doing is writing and publishing in multiple genres (including education) in E. African for E. Africa. As a writer, it is a thrill to write for children (on all continents) who want to learn.
I've been part of the blogging community for more than 13 years. Some old timers may remember the award winning (2011 Twitter Shorty ) blog community - One Stop Poetry. I was the co-producer of that fast growing blog community.
I am a published writer, poet, artist and photographer. I have written, as well as edited, for periodicals, radio, blogs and fellow writers.
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penned in moon dust 
Indeed…so many fight an honorable battle.
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never wanting to but always on standby
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Respectful purpose: to let children run free, have real childhood….wish for peace in all world.
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and maybe if we have had that real childhood we will preserve peace…
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For the children — yes they should run free..
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indeed they shoot unfettered – thanks Bjorn
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ugh…the thought of children being used as weapons is rather heart breaking…and stomach turning…i am thankful for those that serve to make that possible….
heya moonie
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Hey Bri. Yes I know you treasure those boys and could never imagine their being used as fodder.
Cheers
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Yes, those who serve so the rest of us can live in freedom should be very proud. I love the image of children running free in dandelion fields. Thanks, Leslie.
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My imagination saw the children running with what we used to call fairies
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Very Brave! Yes, for the Children!
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We all find our ways to bring peace to those we love. Smiles to you!
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thanks so much and hope you are well 🙂
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Those who serve their countries should never be ashamed. Working so that children can run free is a worthy aim indeed.
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let the children enjoy childhood 🙂 there’s also i reason why we need to protect our own country
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yes I agree Totomai
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ah… an encouraging read… dandelions seeds are delicate… just like this poem
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Thank you so much yes they are delicate and yet they endure
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AN insight for me! Thank you for showing the dilemma in the thought of one who loves children and therefore must leave them to save them again and again. The ignition moment is a powerful choice.
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Glad you could hear it Susan. I was always filled with a desire to protect the innocent. Its a lonely choice but I would do it again…
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Let the city of wild be a home for child… a stellar piece!
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What a powerful poem..I had not heard of that expression before…but it is one that will stay with me so thank you
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hmm well Im glad you learned a new expression 🙂
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free is the key word. all living beings must be free. you captured this well
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Well said.
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Thanks Rosemary
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Well expressed sentiment.
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