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Poem: Stumbling blocks
Who would ever dream
of tripping up a child
deliberately?
Unless it was another child,
for mischief’s sake.
Or bullying.
But grown-ups know better
than to do that,
recognising danger
and fearing injury,
or harm.
Unless, of course,
the child becomes
an inconvenient nuisance
Continues...
©Marjorie Dobson
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