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They Hover Blessed

A child left to discover the cold— From each adult's trapping grip; where they Sell bruises for masks, they shiver on Their own— (old weeds from inside, they rake) Round raw heads and hearts, halos made; At the conviction mishandled, At the bleeding stunned and broken, Fluffing out to clear bleak clouds, new wings— Their own seeing the children anon At last— like angels on heaven's knees. ~Listen to Martina Mcbride's song, "Concrete Angel" —that was my inspiration for this poem.~

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Kim Rodrigues

Date: 9/8/2023 5:23:00 AM

Grabs the heart so deeply…we should all be disturbed by the imagery. God bless you, Paige!

Sotto Poet

Date: 9/7/2023 4:17:00 PM

Paige, your poetry resonates deeply, evoking a profound sense of sadness as it delves into the heart-wrenching realities of parental abandonment and abuse. The vividness of your words allows me to vividly visualize the pain and anguish experienced by these innocent children, left to fend for themselves in a world so cruel and unforgiving.

Bill Baker

Date: 9/5/2023 4:26:00 PM

Deep and powerful poetry, Paige. It's so sad when parents abandon their children or abuse them. They are God's little angels. Blessings my friend. Bill

Michelle Faulkner

Date: 9/2/2023 8:39:00 PM

So heart breaking and tragic, what some children have to endure, let's hope they can find their new wings~

Anonomus Scorpio

Date: 9/1/2023 5:29:00 PM

If could be your armor I would try, If I could replace your tears I would cry, If I could defend you I would try, If I could meet them they would cry! A.S.