Passing Through
Date: Friday, 1st March 2013 @ 12:41:34 PM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry
Contributed By: northernlights
The voice of a child echoes in the valley as she
Cries, ‘Daddy, why do my angels always die?'
Wisdom held her hands and gently kissed her
Tears, wiping away her frown with an eternal
Embrace as his voice resonated even now in her dotage
'Were they not there when you needed them?'
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