Rhymes of the Heart

Children of War

We come in all sizes
All ages and race
With one thing in common
The sad look on our face

You say the future is ours
But tell us what will it be
War torn and ravaged
And no longer free

Our Fathers and Mothers
In a world not our own
Fighting with pride
But we're here all alone

We tuck ourselves in
Say a prayer every night
With tears on our pillow
Please end this fight

We try to be strong
In a world of decay
Watching the news
When we should be at play

Hoping Mommy and Daddy
Will walk through that door
With a smile on their face
Saying war is no more

By Deb/nana5

This poem was a challenge poem
John Flournoy had me do for
debscircleofpoets forum





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