A Mother's WishA Poem by DaydreamerWhat about our children?
A teardrop formulates
And falls weightlessly Into the ground. The ground That shakes and cracks, Violently. Suddenly the purity of sunlight Penetrates and soothes Her discontent. As she continues to silently Watch the endless wrath Of her children Whom she wishes Would one day learn to play nice.. © 2014 DaydreamerReviews
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