Innocents
In a war-torn town
on a cold Christmas morn'
two children huddle close
trying to keep warm.
They have asked for no presents,
no toys of fun,
just for the gift of life
and the silence of the gun.
Copyright © Ken Duddle | Year Posted 2012
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