We Are The Children Poem by james watkin
We Are The Children
We are the children
Of morn, for to smile.
Of what blows, sun-woke
To laugh all the while.
Just as day clouds up
Overcome are we;
Of shadow aspects;
A dark side, stormy.
For to scowl and sulk.
To show plaints' ill thing.
For to, dire as damned
Rant, rage; blood-spilling.
Thursday, October 10, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: mirror,sky
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