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That childhood faith, vehemently spirited,
Difficult to bend, impossible to tame.
That still-cradled heart, curiously open,
Eschewing fear, shunning struggle,
Accepting of each coming day.
The journey so hazardous.
Now a cold-forged and unyielding heart 
Beats out each agonizing minute.
Jared by indolence and disappointment,
Vision unrecognizably scarred.
The journey so quickly done.
Needing to chance upon that child again
To lightly touch the angel's brow.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Date: 2/12/2016 8:48:00 PM
Charles,, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Please keep writing and sharing your poetry. LOVE LINDA
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Date: 10/6/2015 7:55:00 AM
Charles, you have penned a deep and wonderful poem, well done, a rating of 7 from me, and welcome to poetry soup, enjoy the journey ~~
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Charles Hamouth
Date: 10/10/2015 2:22:00 AM
This is my favourite poem and I am truly touched that you took the time to read and comment on it. I thank you very much.