Archive for October 17, 2014

The ward

There was a little boy
Dancing
In the hospital corridor
Where people around him
Hurried
And he was doing a pirouette

And this was the cancer ward
And here people were dying
There was a little boy
Dancing
A mile away
A time away

And for a moment
All were dancing with him
A day away
A needle away
All became memories
That no one ever saw

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