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Crayon Dreams
In shadows cast by brick and stone,
Where laughter fades and dreams are sown,
With tiny hands grasping colors bright,
Crayons create worlds, taking flight.
A canvas born from weary hearts,
With strokes of joy, where hope imparts;
Each waxy hue, a pathway grand,
To forests deep and castles planned.
In every swirl, a wish to roam,
From workhouse walls, they paint a home—
A place where sorrows cannot dwell,
In crayon dreams, all children swell.
Whispers of Light
Sunlight dances on dusty floors,
Where shadows linger, hope restores.
Through barred windows, it spills and weaves,
A tapestry of dreams like autumn leaves.
Laughter echoes, soft and frail,
In the heart of the workhouse, a bittersweet tale.
Little feet chase golden rays,
In the warmth of the sun, their spirits blaze.
Each beam a promise, bright and alive,
Encouraging the lost ones to thrive.
For in every flicker of light divine,
They find their worth, their souls align.
Whispers in the Shadows
In corners dim where silence grew,
And faded walls held tales anew,
Young hearts still pulse with dreams untold,
In workhouse beds, where stars are bold.
They whisper softly to the night,
Of hope that dances, pure and bright,
With every dawn, their eyes ablaze,
In shadows deep, they'll find their ways.
Though walls may wear a weary guise,
In every crack, a wish will rise,
For orphaned souls do not despair,
Their dreams, like fire, flicker fair.
So listen close, these echoes sing,
Of love, of life, and of lost spring,
In every empty space, a chance,
A spark of joy, a tender dance.
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