My Wish
She wipes a tear
From her eye
Her pain still shows.
Her hands are small,
But her heart seems old.
Oh how I wish
I could rewind
the hands of time
and make this child
young again.
To when she smiled
To when you were here
and saddness wasn't
her only friend.
Copyright © Laura Warthen-Swafford | Year Posted 2008
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