A Childs Truth Poem by simon thorpe

A Childs Truth



As day turns to night, malevolence is born,
As the news unfolds, the broken world despairs, bereft and forlorn,
Yet the innocent child's eyes sparkle with wonder and Christmas cheer,
For them, there is only joy and happiness, a life without fear.

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