Thursday, July 26, 2018

 

Games - A Poem By Donovan Baldwin

Games

The deadly games they play today,
Which just might whisk the world away,
Exchanging night time for the day,
Sleeping but to rise and play.

Children grow, yet children stay,
All is sunshine, all's a game,
Each calls the other evil names,
All things change and life's the same.

Soon will fall a hot dry rain,
As night comes forth to eat the day,
The children all will go away...
There will be no more games to play.

More poetry by Donovan Baldwin at http://ravensong.mysite.com/

Articles by Donovan Baldwin at http://ezinearticles.com/expert/Donovan_Baldwin/19345

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