Who turned out the light?
A child is now sleeping,
And angels are keeping
Guard through this dark night.
Did you hear the cries?
The wind demands to know,
Lightening shafts show
Where silence now lies.
Did you see the tears?
Without any end flow,
Bathing bruises below
Eyes haunted by fears.
Through the falling rain,
A dream is set free,
And you shall never see
This child’s like again.
I wrote this in response to posts on .Indigo's journal I have no photograph to upload but the words paint the picture. Please use the link and read her words.
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Beautiful words that tell a hauting tale. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for sharing this. When I do the blogroll may I link this poem in. The words themselves are so very powerful. (Hugs)Indigo
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