There are shadows on the shore

I’m sure you all know which photo illustrates this short poem. I don’t have the heart to reproduce it again.

There are shadows on the shore,
Of children who will never play,
Building castles in the sand,
Never slip off new shoes
And run barefoot through the surf.
They lie in their last sleep,
Still faces turned toward the sun,
Caressed by gentle ripples,
While we sift through the wreckage
Of their broken dreams
And jingle the coins in our pockets.

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

23 thoughts on “There are shadows on the shore”

      1. I don’t suppose it ever will end. There will always be leaders who can distance themselves from suffering enough not to care what happens to the people at the receiving end of their decisions.

      1. We’ve had centuries to make a better world Jane and it all comes back to greed, lust for man things and inflated egocentric megalomaniacs. 😦

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