For Children of the World Adoption Agency it would be a windblown call of a random mother’s heart that led to its demise.
Contrarily, for the conscientious “Jersey Rules” holder of these truths - life had its own rewards.
Yet, to this day, each now carry a sealed fate alike whenever heard are the haunting cries of an infant;
endures of which can only compare to the given penance remind of a snow-fence’s reprieve in the summer time;
when echoed winds hauntingly rush by further weathered pickets
howling for the cold company destined to soon once again, each keep!