A LIFE GONE
Tender bud, you saw no bloom,
Crushed in secrecy and gloom;
Destined never to display,
The magic inside you lay;
I caused hurt and pain to you,
I repented for this, true.
Can I ever recover
From the guilt that I suffer?
Sin to you I committed,
Sixth commandment omitted.
I gave you not birth, but, death,
How shall I escape His wrath?
With shame I have lived it through.
Forgive me, I beseech you.
• Written in aa bb 7-7-7-7 format
• Related poem: THANKS MOM—award winner "THANKS MOM--award winner" 
M C Gupta
5 September 2003
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