Entry - MAG Poetry Prize 2011

The Road

by Judy McDonald

As a child
There is always that point on the road
Where you can see the sea
And everything shines.
Light on the water
And the promise of sand between the toes.
On the way from child to adult
Things tarnish
And the road grows hard and grey.
The light on the water blinds us
Our toes have no time for sand.
As time wears away
Our coating, the shine returns.
The road calls us to see
The light on the water
And the sand between the toes
Demands due recognition.

Added: 31.01.2011

Judges' comments on this poem


So true, Only the very young and the very old are able to take time to appreciate life in this way.


Attitudes and perceptions of the same view change throughout life...very pertinent.


Love this even more the second time around!


I like the simplicity