Dear Christopher Robin
I wish I had been stuffed and left in your gentle hands.
That I was raised like Eyore or Piglet.
Unafraid to tell you when the darkness came.
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
I wish I had been stuffed and left in your gentle hands.
That I was raised like Eyore or Piglet.
Unafraid to tell you when the darkness came.
I enjoy the juxtaposition of caring “gentle hands” with the ominous “unafraid to tell you when the darkness came.” It was an unexpected twist to what I presumed would follow and I love that it caught me off guard (in a good way) and made me think “woah!”