Noreen Carden

A heart can break without a sound.
A tear can fall to hit the ground.
No one standing near can tell.
There's not a sign to break the spell.
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Grey wispy hair pokes through her hat
Waddling homeward on worn down heels
Carrying bags that hit and bump
on legs as they hurry through city streets
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I am born.
My own clean sheet.
My road in life is incomplete.
I start my journey baby steps
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Thunderous noises screaming guns.
Fires raging evil done.
Abject terror written plain.
On baby faces For shame. For shame.
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Harvest moon hanging high
Watching us Gods ancient eye
Poets write you distant cold
While i observe your core
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