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

Re-Born.

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