Sunday, 29 December 2013

Here is another poem along the theme of remembrance of past horrors but this time with hope for the future :-) 


A crowded barn
Burrowing hands
Frozen floor
Razor sharp air
Slicing the mind
Drifting through clouds
Of fear and despair
Into the sunlight
The warmth and the care
Of finding new homes
A life-giving womb
Such beautiful souls
Born to a new life
Free from the moans
Free from the groans
Of those watching
The children
Floating away
To take their place

In peaceful new homes

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