SWINGING BY PHILIP

Smiles from within, so proud of 'MY' life.
Whispers still echo of my 'CHILDHOOD's' strife.
Inspired and adapting, but 'NEVER' just free.
'NURTURED' myself, in the shadows of me.
Goodness does fail, to lend 'ME' some grace.
Intolerable acts, alone 'WITH' no trac
Numbed and 'NEEDED', in my inner trail.
Giving my children, my 'LOVE' and my smile.

(This poem was written by Philip especially for Pauline)