- The Death of a Child -




What Magic Encompasses

the death of a child

When wondering eyes

no longer are wide

When laughter is stifled

amusement lay weened

what magic encompassed

a Child's death unseen



For penitence dawns from

a serious side

When the heart swallows Wisdom

pushes child fall behind

of the petulant seer

on paths grown obtuse

The bane now the child

becomes little grown use



For the monsters once spoke of

with fear and delight

must fade from the bedposts

lift high into light

And dreams left forgotten

are lain without spite

as child passes way

child falls to good night




….should never release

the Child held within

The death of a child

perhaps our first sin

A death of No Mourning

The only of kind

A climb into manhood

the child left behind