Refugee Salty tears fill vacant eyesthat have seen too manyatrocities that no childshould ever witnessCrying, followinggrown ups wherever they goSobbing in time withtheir shuffling feetWeighed down by their winter clothesand bundled belongingsGoing anywhere but here Copyright © 2022 Christine Bolton – Poetry for HealingAll Rights ReservedBjorn is hosting Monday Quadrille at D’Verse Poets.Tonight he hasContinue reading “Refugee – A Quadrille”
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