Life

The Joyfilled face of a mother,
And the happy grin of a dad.
The melencholy sound of a wolf's howl,
And the lone swan's song so sad.

The silence of deep silence,
The nothingness of nothing,
The colours of booming thunder,
And the dark flash of lightning.

The raging sweeping choir birds.
The hunted hunter hunted down.
The switching rocks of tree stumps.
The confused baby's frown.

A delivered childs gurgling laugh,
It's eyes a gental baby blue.
Innocence soon to leave those eyes.
The Innoncence Life stole from me and you.

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