Smiling Faces
Smiling Faces
Look at all those smiling faces
how could we let them go
the innocence in their eyes
they didn't know how to write
or remember their age
A school of warm apparitions
in the corner of my mind
from time to time
into the earth the children flow
stolen at the dawn of their lives
Do you remember their names?
They must know how precious
don't have to try
they must know how precious
don't try
(Robertson-Edwards)
1996
©2000 Robertson/Edwards
