Hinges For Futures Door

Babies, they will cry and cry; They have plenty of reason; It must be hard to come here, From the other side. Leaving Heaven's not easy; Especially to, come here. But, each child will bring gifts with Them that, can change things. With each birth also comes hope, They'll use those gifts for good and Change the course of Earth's future. They must grow up here. In this realm of doom and gloom; Take care not to corrupt them. Someday they'll have ideas to improve life, the Hinges for, the future's door. The future, it then becomes Whatever we dream and do A utopia.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Krutsinger Avatar
February 16, 2019 at 11:16 PM
I do believe they probably cry for the world they left behind, which we will all remember one day but not until we return. Gorgeously done!
Kiser Avatar
February 16, 2019 at 11:35 PM
Thanks so much.
Awtry Avatar
February 16, 2019 at 11:11 PM
What a lovely celebration of childhood and the promise of each new life :)
Kiser Avatar
February 16, 2019 at 11:35 PM
Many thanks.
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