On a lonely outback track the wind whistled through the glass
As the 4 WD turned the corner we weren't driving at all fast
Planted on the road side near our attention to it was drawn
Some solar lights and plastic flowers left looking so forlorn
We stopped the car and walked on up to it as it became so clear
A roadside memorial placed for a little one cherished so dear.
In the dead of night a family group had been returning to their home
They were driving through on dusty roads the intention not to roam
You couldn't tell how the crash occurred there seemed to be no fuss
On reading now a car had rolled to avoid a wandering camel was a must
I read the sign and saw the picture of a baby smiling brightly too
Just solar lights and plastic flowers now as the wind blew through.
© Paul Warren Poetry
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What a sad and impressive picture have you painted with your words! I'll never forget the scene!