War Child Poem by April Swan

War Child

Rating: 5.0


I will be ok
I know this battle
Is of my taking
And I may be
A wounded soldier now
But one day success
Will be of my making
So don't worry my flower
For one day I will be stronger
A warrior to my partakings
And you and me will
Be the strongest of friends
The for this is
The reason fate
Had made me enlisted

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Silver Soul 12 March 2013

And a War child was born..

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