Sun’s rays are bright breaking through the trees
Where could I hide, I am down on my knees
The lights from the house are all going dark
The beauty that once was now just stark
Memories of a life that was once filled with joy
Now filled with meanness for that is the new toy
Will it ever return to what once was
Only if we forget the mindset of because
Sometimes we forget how hard life can be for others and instead of judging, we should be listening with a careful ear of kindness. For even if the story is too far fetched to believe, there is still a shred of truth in there somewhere.
This is such a beautiful and moving poem and message Anita.
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Thank you.
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You’re most welcome
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