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the child
By Kfritz
The childs voice
Echos through the night
And wanders the street
For his monther..
While he sits alone in her bed
Shaking and shivering
With only a sheet
To protect him,
From the cold winter air..
While the glass from the window
Rest on the hard wood floor
Why isnt his mother there?
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Copyright 2004 Kfritz
Published on Tuesday, September 14, 2004.
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"Poetry"
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On Friday, September 17, 2004, Blood of Winter
(296)
wrote:
What it would be like to have your comforting world missing...wonderful piece.
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On Tuesday, September 14, 2004, urbanhumility
(1158) wrote:
a deep sense of vacancy sits here..........truly felt.........urban
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On Tuesday, September 14, 2004, Zhee
(529) wrote:
this was really sad... beautiful work!
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On Tuesday, September 14, 2004, Rebel_Angel
(321) wrote:
This happens too much now a days, I feel the sadness and my sympathy goes out to everyone who has been through this.
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