Sickness by Kori | Written 4/26/17

Death comes quietly.

Little children go at ease,

leaving shattered homes.

Parents prepare for battle,

trying to fight the unseen.

I wanted to write a Tanka, I hope you guys liked it. Two more poems that I enjoyed today were: #1926 & Antidotes. You can find me lurking here:

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