Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Bradley

When I look upon your angelic face
It is barely visible there
Time is slowly erasing the pain
That came from everywhere

A baby yet, a hurt so old
My soul aches for you
If only I could erase these years
Make your reality untrue

Life is getting better
You're a soldier young boy
The war you've been through
Will surely end with joy

You're surrounded by love
You can be a child now
No more shaky branches
You're standing on a firm bough

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