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The smiles of my children


Tomorrow is a new day and so soon the morning
revealing that once more I'll be here on my own
and the hours of torment the night held me breathless
could bring me no closer to feeling alone…
the walls hold no echoes now my children have left me
and the light in the hallway casts no shadows at all
the sound on the TV now seems distorted from memory
and the smiles of my children, sometimes hard to recall…
time will repeat each new day arising
and at each sunset I'll await till the new dawn appears
for tomorrow there's hope before the sun rises
that the smiles of my children will never know of tears.





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