Sometimes my curiosity peaks new levels as I wonder how someone could commit such atrocities.
A child's life,
so precious.
A child's spirit,
pure.
A child's smile,
heart warming.
A child's dreams,
forever growing.
A child is a scared key to a second realm that cannot be seen by grown ups.
A realm of happiness,
laughter,
and joy beyond comparison to anything else.
A child brings smiles on a cold, rainy day.
A child brings joy to the old and weak, fading away.
A child brings hope,
of a brighter, better future.
To me,
a child is one of the most special things in the world.
I hope to have my own some day,
and hopefully,
I pray,
something like this never happens to my child or myself.
But for now I grieve,
I mourn,
and I remember,
those who lost their lives in this horrific tragedy.
I send my condolences to the families of the children,
and hope they find peace,
love,
and a supportive community,
in this tragic time.
May God bless all involved in the incident,
and may they know he is taking good care of their loved ones up in Heaven.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio