A Child's Voice Poem by Paul Reed

A Child's Voice



We adults trudge through our care-worn days
Lives lived in a frenzied and anxious haze
But in a moment, in life we again rejoice
All we need is to hear a child's voice

Innocence and joy mingled in a high-pitched note
The enemies of tiredness and sorrow are smote
May we forever continue to be beguiled
By the angelic voice of a child

Monday, February 17, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: child,enemies,innocence,sorrow
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