There were children
that we didn’t hear
there were mamas
burdens to bear
there was water
miles carried away
there was sunshine
too busy everyday

a well where people praise
water on their heads
children stop to play
we call her Pawell
laughter heard today
sonshine spills from hearts
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Author: moondustwriter
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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I love the poem and the pretty photos. 🙂
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Enjoyed both the poem and the photos.
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Hi Leslie – how lovely … I bet the kids enjoyed the toys … and then that life giving water … such a delight to see – cheers Hilary
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Written wonderfully…
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