Winding Up

Life clicks and whirs
like a clockwork squirrel on a
mountain of toys.

I have climbed many years
to find wind-up eyes which reflect
my own wonder.

The pinnacle is a face
illuminated by the sparkler held
by my child.

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Julia Dean-Richards

Julia is a writer and performer living in the Shropshire hills. Her writing is a product and expression of the love she has found whilst journeying through the most difficult times of her life.

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