At bed time, the laughter
of the children rings
as clear as a joyful bell
chiming innocence
and trust and something
that we lost on our
long road here.
THE WAY WE WERE
Published inTwitter Poems
Words from the Jagged Edge of Truth
At bed time, the laughter
of the children rings
as clear as a joyful bell
chiming innocence
and trust and something
that we lost on our
long road here.