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

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