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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