The playgrounds are barren now
The trees have lost their zest for life
Their colorful leaves buried long ago
The sand in the sandbox is frozen
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Of those grieving murder of life Cries stifled as the wind picks up White blank sheets of paper. grief, death. murder turned into a heart rending prayer, .. your soul is loved by God. tony
Brilliantly penned......
I'm so happy that you feel that way about this poem. Anjandev, this is a true story about a little girl who was abducted and killed. I had organized a benefit concert to help her parents in dealing with their grief. This poem was shared with them and others that same evening.