Poor Little Dear
By RANDI JACOBSON | Published: January 20, 2011
Never a smile
Never a tear
No feeling at all
Poor little dear
Never felt loved
Never felt needed
No happiness at all
Poor little dear
A sharp little knife
A small unheard cry
Pain was inflicted
Poor little dear
The preacher preaches
By the open grave
Poor little dear
You over took the plants like a war at Penzance.
By KERRY JONES
Published: November 16, 2011
A poem I wrote while doing a creative writing course.
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