Another's Shoes...

A day spent

In another's shoes

May expose a weary trail

Spend but a moment

In their head

To truly witness pain.


 © Copyright Lynn Gerrard

Blighted...

As for the children

There was a deadness

In their eyes

And a darkness

In their souls

For they 

Had been burdened

With the sins of 

Their forefathers

And would be

Forever blighted.

Poem only © Copyright Lynn Gerrard

Fragile Heart...

A heart so fragile

Made of glass

Holding teardrops

From the past

Poem only © Copyright Lynn Gerrard