Our Holy Innocents(A Double Tanka) Poem by Frances Ayers

Our Holy Innocents(A Double Tanka)



Killed by senseless wrath
Our holy innocents
Cradled by angels
Whose arms reach out and hold a
Stunned and devastated world

Our tears reach up
To a benevolent God
Whose tears match ours
In intensity and grief
As his words provide comfort

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