paddy d daly

Rookie (11 7 1961 / balinasloe)

DESKS


Who ever thinks of Desks
in a classroom at night,
the moon shines brightly
thru long rectangular windows,
reflecting off the wood-grain,
Neat little coffins lined up
in neat little rows, waiting,
All waiting for the ressurection,
For the morning sunlight,
For the voices of the children.

Submitted: Friday, December 27, 2013

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