She was a quiet girl
never wanted to do harm
and just because of that
they were to her extremely harsh
Her shoes flew
to the school yard
Her blue uniform
sank in the mud
I heard that children
are specially kind
Then tell me why
they twitched her hair
and knocked her down
from the chair
Maybe we are guilty
for bad things they make
Maybe they are our
reflection in the lake
This touched me deeply. Things I remember...
ReplyDeleteThank you for all you do, Kirsty ;-)
You are welcome! Thank you for reading and sharing my work! :) It means a lot to me.
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ReplyDeleteThank you very much Jeniann! I am very honored! :)
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