A poem which I wrote in response to the crisis and plight of Syrian children crossing the border into Lebanon.
Eyes scanning the crowd
Expectant, yet wary
Clutching the fading blooms
Your smile completes the facade
Just one pitiful sale
The difference between life and death
Memories of the border crossing
The pain of your Mothers’ goodbye
You pull her memory around you
Like an old familiar blanket
As you walk in quiet trepidation
Feeling emptiness in tow
You show the courage born of loss
A strength that defies the pain
Lifting your head to gaze at the sky
You pray for a little soul needing to go home
Another eight year old angel
With broken wings
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