Open Poetry #22 |
Poor Baby |
the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
I look at the TV At a baby born It's intestines are all Outside his body They try to save the baby But the possability The baby will die is still there The babies parents Sit and cry with worry Hoping and praying They can help thier baby Knowing there is a possability The baby might die And that is sad to me Cold hands means a warm heart |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
You have a gentle heart and it is evident in your work. There is always such sophisticated thinking wrapped softly in simple cloth. A unique quality that I like very much in your poems. ThisDiamond |
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ThunderMage Senior Member
since 2002-06-20
Posts 812Canada |
I agree with the thoughts. I only wish I could put the words together like that. What is life without poetry and adventure? |
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Krishankins
since 2002-06-23
Posts 972Texas |
It is VERY sad to see a child have to struggle from birth. I'm sure that God has HUGE plans for this one. Hey dog, did you see the size of that chicken!? |
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