I wrote this some time ago, but was reminded of it when talking about telling our stories.
Where is the little boy? A poem
Posted bykiwipommysuePosted inOther people's attitudes, podcast, PoetryTags:family, memories, respect, youth
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I am a retired Social Worker having retired in May 2024. I had been a Social Worker for over 20 years and for the sake of my health and wellbeing I chose to retire early. I have some literary projects underway and am enjoying the freedom of no longer working. Working on my projects at my own pace and enjoying my new hobby of lawn bowls is a wonderful thing. No regrets and a new kind of busy in retirement is wonderful. View more posts
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