The Mind Of A Child Poem by Sam Betts

The Mind Of A Child

Why can we not achieve blissful sleep, are all the thuds and screams etched so deep.
When we both hugged close in those times so wild are we forever entombed in the mind of a child.

The Mind Of A Child
Sunday, May 11, 2025
Topic(s) of this poem: child,sleep
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