Forget your sorrows

Dette er et dikt som handler om barn i trafikken og lignende. Et jeg skrev og dedikerte til alle dem som har mistet noen i ung alder.
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2006.03.08

He was only ten years old.

He just had to laugh and I was sold

His smiling face always saved my day.

And when my tears came he always had something to say.

 

He was only ten years young.

He used to tell me how he was so strong.

He always talked about being a policeman.

That’s what he told me while he ran.

 

He was only ten years…

He had only small fears.

That car it came out of no where.

And in a split second I saw him lying there…

 

He was only ten.

He shouldn’t have died then…

Why are we complaining over small issues.

When other more unhappy people really need out tissues.

 

We should only cry one tear.

A tear for all those with more to fear.

For the little once in hospital beds.

Forget your sorrows and kiss their little foreheads..

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