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Daddy's Little Girl (Free verse) by Chazie

As he went to touch her face, He whispered "how did I ever let you leave this place?" He touched her hand Shed a tear Now he knows He understands Her lips were red Her eyes were shut A little pink pillow to rest her head Her body was Silent Her soul was gone In her Coffin Very content A father without his heart in his world A daddy without his little girl.

MercedezDream 13-Oct-03/5:47 AM
This poem is EXCELLENT. I cried when I read it. Everything just flows together. I give it a 10!




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