The innocence is broken, a new understanding of the world and surroundings.
A sad story and a sad outcome. A smiling face, A caring heart left over in the wake of this monumental horror. My heart breaks as i relive this story throughout the days. A poor, innocent soul, now tainted by the pain and hurt that no person should ever have to experience. I worry for this. A strange calm upon a person so wounded. Again my heart breaks in two.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem