How I long to remove the rage
That’s etched upon his boyish brow
Unclench the fists so tight and tense
And smooth the lips shaped in a scowl
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This is a very sensitive, caring write, Linda. I can't imagine what it means to live this way, to never belong. I hope you do connect. If caring is all it takes, you're there.
The depth of this shines through, and the rhyme (rather than free verse) keeps it light, and shows that he has found a home where love and laughter likely abound. -chuck