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Day 3 of the Mindful Writing Challenge. My second Small Stone for January is below. Please, enjoy
A Better World
In the haze and craze of the morning
A father lashes out in frustration
The child’s cheeks and ears are beating drums
Oh, for a bit of love, tolerance and patience
To make the world a better place
Copyright © Celestine Nudanu 3/1/13
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I appreciate your patience with me as I catch up on your blogs. Thanks a million! Shalom
If only….Thanks for sharing this!
Yes, if only.
Glad for your visits, always. 
Celestine, how do you do this. You are absolutely talented!
Ow, Mary, thanks so much. You know I have also been awed all the time that I read your reviews because these days anytime I pick up a book to read I feels so sleepy I can barely manage a chapter.
Oh wonderful poem. We all do need more patience.
Thank you, Jasmine
I appreciate the visit and follow. Will be over soon
Oh, I hope this man learns it before the child pays more deeply. Sad poem, but so strong.
I could have choked him; I was that furious. It happended just as I got out of the house this morning on my way to work.
I believe it!
You are absolutely talented , I like this blog
Thank you, Stefan
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So very, very true.
Thanks, Gilly
Love, tolerance and patience can be healing to open wounds. Honest and open writing, my friend. (((Hugs)))
Thank you, Marie. Hugging you back.
Indeed… we need the word to be better.. Love this.
Thank you.
these small small things change the world for better or for worse. loved your take on the topic celestine, its an achievable one!
I am glad you think it is acheivable.
thank for comment on my blog My friend if you want I will make it something you just say it will be my pleasure to do it for you just send me some motivation , so we want to do something for you, my good friend, with love maxima
Thank you, Stefan I love your blog and wonderful romantic poems
Celestine sometimes you write with such frightening rawness. This is one of those times. I felt this pain.
Ow, thanks, Kim.