Children Are The diamonds of our soul They teach us To be better beings In so many ways When we, who have left Our childhoods locked away In some dusty cupboard With the meccano sets, building blocks Broken dolls and tattered teddies, Are so unworthy at times Of their love. A child’s love can be broken In so many ways. Twins in a country town At 22 months of age, thrown Against a wall by mum Maddened with drink and drugs. Their innocence and intellect Locked down in fear forever. P with 27... Sign in to see full entry.
Waffle and Writings! for Thursday, February 5, 2009
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