Two Children
Two children lost in the wood and snow,
huddled by a small but tended fire,
clinging together for warmth and safety,
That was the story of our lives.
Imbedded in the old and tattered photo,
lay the hidden reality of childhood
and children sustaining one another
Through years and space and time.
Together in search of finding life's purpose
it's unattainable answers
to the question of existence
the point of journeying together.
Alone as individuals we found the reply
unremarkable, often lost, misplaced,
forgotten and unachieved
due to the circumstances of living life.
Two children growing up
and looking out for one another
despite the difficulties and the trials
somehow surviving, surpassing all.
Two children taken by the whirlwinds
of living and eventually dying
still bound together through time
having learned in shared secrecy, the lessons of life.
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