Ballet of the Hemophiliac Boy It was easy in the heart Of the meadow, and in the corn. But now comes the difficult part — The brake of thorns. The keys of clover and leaves Didn’t fit the locks Of his body.
I had a friend who had hemophilia. I remember it was good for us to know about it. So we could take it into account. Or know what to do if.
But I never thought of putting it into a lovely poem as this one. Very vivid. You can see the concentration and sorrow on the fave when that ballet begins. Great write.
I had a friend who had hemophilia. I remember it was good for us to know about it. So we could take it into account. Or know what to do if.
But I never thought of putting it into a lovely poem as this one. Very vivid. You can see the concentration and sorrow on the fave when that ballet begins. Great write.