Poetry: “Poppies”

Been thinking abut how long it has been since the two great wars in the last century and how many of those that lived through them, the fighting, the concentration camps are dying off now…

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Poetry: “His eyes”

I saw a donation poster for UNHCR and there was a child on it that stirred something deep inside me. It’s easier to grasp any great disaster when you connect it to individual human beings affected by it. And then there was this poem.

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