Childhood of the Past Me

Childhood of the Past Me

A Poem by beautyinbaddness

Beautiful is the birth

      Of the child in the middle

     Dark is the day of the father’s death

     Missed among the earth

     Yet Loved beyond the world,

     Sweet is the song

    Of the growing young

    And great is the God above,

    Love is all the young can give

    Praise to the lord up high,

   Dream of the day when we meet

   Up in the open arms of the sky!

 

© 2009 beautyinbaddness


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Wow, this is such a personal piece and yet I feel affected when I read it.
There's in incurable hope here.
A sweetness of tone that I so rarely find in pieces on here.
Thanks for the welcome change. ^-^
Great write.

Posted 14 Years Ago


this is beautiful i love the wording its just so... emotional in the best ways

Posted 14 Years Ago


wow this has lots of emotion in it, i felt like i was that one child, you should write more like it, keep up the great work

Posted 14 Years Ago



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Added on November 6, 2009