A poem by Jock Love, a friend, a soldier and a poet.

Where Children Never Weep…


Their eyes are brown,

and wide, and dark, and deep

The mirrors of our souls they say.

And I see them in my sleep.


Far too many…..

and my arms won’t reach.

To hug them all,

And move them…..


Safe from harms reach.

Giajl © Jim Love


For my friend and fellow soldier,
Vic Ferguson. Of whom, is oft in my thoughts.



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