Smiling in the Sun

Look out on the little children
Little girls in Easter dresses
Little boys with unknotted ties
Swinging freely round their necks
And hear the yelling from the inside
That the children do not hear
For they are preoccupied
By the treasures hidden in the grass
You try to smile
But crying comes to ears
Ears all around the garden
Heard by elders in their chairs
And the older youth, who look so torn
And adults that clench their teeth
And close their eyes and wish they couldn’t hear
But the sobs are getting sadder
Desperate, so hurt, and wet
Filled with disappointment with all life
But you try to fill the emptiness
That’s formed around the garden
Blocked from the bubble ‘round the children
So you try and talk
But words only falsify the moment
So you just watch the children smiling
In the sun