The survival of a heart
A public installation
A week ago I watched a Dad bring his four boys into the park.
The oldest with a footy.
Down the scale ... A scooter, independent merry making on the swings and those jungle gym spider contraptions.
But for the youngest? A very clever Dad.
"Find leaves, bark and sticks. Take care sorting them. Then make a message to share with the boys!"
The little one?
A message to share beyond his family. A public installation of joy and love.
He made a heart.
A week ago I watched a Dad bring his four boys into the park.
A busy week for all now complete.
The footy game is over, the scooter play enjoyed in the moment, independent merry making was had.
The little one?
A message to share beyond his family has endured.
Undisturbed. A public installation of joy and love remains.
He made a heart ...
Pauline Fountain. © 2023. All rights reserved. No part of this work may be used or reproduced without the written permission of the author.
About the Creator
Pauline Fountain
Writing and photography provide a creative outlet to reflect with meaning on my life.
My mental health? Bipolar 1 (Rapid Cycling), Complex PTSD and Functional Neurological Disorder.
My son’s gentle wisdom furnishes me with the gift of hope.
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