On a boy’s love for his mum
And so, the boy ran. He ran as fast as his little legs could carry him. His tiny feet pounded against the wet sand. His toes shattering the surface of the water, streaming in with the tide.
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*This poem was originally published in our Summer 2024 print edition* By Jemma…
*This article was originally published in our Summer 2024 print edition* By…