They Care Enough

Unless you shared a beer you’d say ridiculous –
yet these are people whom you’d trust because
they really cared enough to want know your name.
In love with fun and love as such – delighting in
the sun as much as children can, these sons and
daughters all have seen a privileged light.

The flame that brightly burns within each one
cares less of age than pastures free of monuments
– space to see and move within, places where the
pace keeps time at bay, and there they go in droves
to play their games of structured innocence, revel in
a welcome sense of family, a unity of diligence.

Just young, you’ll say. One was meant to frolic in
the early years; desist, I say – for sure they play
at life, laugh and smile a lot, greet each other in
a welcome way of glowing warmth, friendship
rated greater than career, they work to play not
make their work the centre of their daily cheer.
© 11 June 2007, I.D. Carswell