Laughter of Children

Children
All laugh and play
In a universal language
Even when winds of war destroy
Their world

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About grannysu

storyteller, writer, poet, gardener, countrywoman
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2 Responses to Laughter of Children

  1. mamabug says:

    Sad, but true. Oh, to be a child again and carefree.

  2. Granny Sue says:

    True words, Mama. The poem was inspired by a photo of my third son, who once served in Bosnian and Kosovo. The picture is of him in uniform with so many children–they look so happy. Even though their country was torn by war.

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