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Little Girl
A poem about the void I have created in my life.
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Little girl, my little girl

you were born, I wasn’t there.

You walked, I wasn’t there.

You talked, I wasn’t there

You rode your bike,

scraped your knee

still no comfort came from me.

No bedtime stories,

no bedtime kisses

empty dreams and

your empty wishes.

You call for me,

still not there.

Will I ever be there

to wipe away your tears?




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