Jan 2011
Picked two pockets-ful today,
all were damp from where they lay.
Will paint them with flowers.
A sad place, with pockets of hope.
My pockets hold no hope.
Just stones.
For the six little ones.
all were damp from where they lay.
Will paint them with flowers.
A sad place, with pockets of hope.
My pockets hold no hope.
Just stones.
For the six little ones.
