The snowball of hope
builds with crystals unique
adding layers gently
forming promises of laughter
on a winter day
for a child who has forgotten
how to play
remembering only
the smell, the unwelcomed touch
of the night visitor
who can not hear
her silent tears.
Oh what a sad poem about a tragic and all too common situation.
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Wishes and loving kisses, (two winks, a blink within three kisses)
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