Transitory Peace

Oh yes I remember the time
When all was well with me
I would hear the clock chime
After I had had my tea
I was at nana’s house
A place of sanctuary
No more for me the madness
Outside that haven of sanity

Oh yes I remember the time
When we had to leave
I cried and hugged my nana
Her love I could perceive
She wiped away my tears
A little boy so naïve
Swept along the way
A lifetime yet to retrieve

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