The soft wind
Gently caressed her cheeks.
It was a new day for the young girl
And her family.
Long gone were those days
Filled with pure despair.
The sun was shining again,
As the birds sang a sound of freedom.
What a beautiful way to start a new life!
Little strokes of color
Give new life to those fields
That slept for so long.
Rejoice now,
Hearts hurt by the human cruelty
The long nightmare is over now.
Let´s work to keep the bitter past
From happening again.
Let´s make a promise
To the young ones,
Of never hurt their
Bright future again.
1 COMMENTS
DavidBokolo
September 16, 2015 - 09:44 At the end of the gloom, there is a sun shine. It's good to keep the mind bright.P