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Last year I started a page on facebook called LIRF (Let Imagination Run Free).  It was inspired by some late night madness posting by my sister and her 2 youngest daughters.  Unfortunately, other peoples enthusiasm for it didn’t last long, but whilst it did some nice bits of collaboration happened. here is one of my favourite pieces, the first part is written by my sister and the reply is by me.

IF YOU COULD FLY.

“Mum,” said Billy, one summer night,
While moths flew round the veranda light,
And crickets chirped by the swimming pool,
While the stars shone bright like a thousand jewels,
“If you could fly like a bird that’s free,
Where would you go, and what would you see?”

© Merrin Woolley 2013

“Billy”, I said, “I would fly out to the sea,
Twinkling under the moon, landing soft on the sand,
I’d walk to the shore, dip my toe in the foam
and I’d send out a wish that your Dad would come home
for it’s clear that he’s needed, by you and by me,
to answer your questions and get us our tea”.

© C Woolley 2013

WHAT WOULD YOUR SUPER POWER BE?

“Mum,” said Billy, one summer night,
While moths flew round the veranda light,
And crickets chirped by the swimming pool,
While the stars shone bright like a thousand jewels,
“If you were a hero, like on the TV,
What would your super power be?”

© Merrin Woolley 2013

“Billy”, I said, “You just listen to me
Forget Wonder Woman, I’m better than she,
I’m a lover of peace, but I fight every night
I’m a hero of Justice, I put things to right
I battle the armies of crazy despots
I rattle my sword as I scrub out the pots,
To protect you I’d face down all the evil that comes
There’s no super power like that of your Mum’s”.

© C Woolley 2013