Suffer the Little Children
No matter what their age,
No matter what they've done......
Whether be your daughter,
Or whether it be you son.
At this time of year.
The hurt you've all suffered,
The pain you've all felt,
It's all forgotten.
As Christmas magic,
Turns back time ,
Snow blankets and covers
Past deeds.......
The sun shines on.
Giajl © Jim Love
Extract from the diaries of "Jock Love A Soldier & A Poet" :
The Forgotten Christmas: And Other Traumas.