Too Late

he brought joy
we famed his pain
he played himself a toy
we slapped him in disdain

he brought a smile
we praised his tears
it took a while
it took some years

to get it real trouble right
we were his dark
he was our light

poem by Miroslava OdalovicReport problemRelated quotes
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