Concealed sunshine hides her grief as clowns give up their smiles.
As children play with plastic buckets upon the sands of time.
While mothers cook meals that come from tins,
Tinned spuds, tinned corned beef, tinned pea and carrots.
Good grief.
(C) LIVVI
Jun 28, 2016
Jun 28, 2016 at 5:45 PM UTC
Concealed sunshine hides her grief as clowns give up their smiles.
As children play with plastic buckets upon the sands of time.
While mothers cook meals that come from tins,
Tinned spuds, tinned corned beef, tinned pea and carrots.
Good grief.
(C) LIVVI
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