PLEASE DON'T ASK WHY I WROTE THIS POEM, IT IS FICTION. MAYBE IT'S BECAUSE OF THE ABUSE IN THE WORLD THAT WE AREN'T AWARE OF...I JUST FELT COMPELLED TO WRITE THIS PIECE WITH THE HOPES THAT WE BECOME "MORE AWARE" AND TRY TO DO SOMETHING TO HELP CHILDREN IN THESE TYPES OF SITUATIONS THAT ARE "SO REAL" TO THEM. I HOPE THIS POEM ISN'T OFFENSIVE TO ANYONE. JJK
"ONCE, THERE WAS A LITTLE GIRL"
ONCE THERE WAS A LITTLE GIRL
WHO DIDN'T HAVE VERY MUCH
SORELY MISSING HER MOTHERS LOVE
AND.... KIND AND GENTLE TOUCH
SHE NEVER HAD A HOME
ONE, LIKE YOU AND I KNOW
SHE LIVED IN A LITTLE HUT
THAT LET IN THE RAIN AND SNOW
HER DADDY WORKED IN THE COAL MINES
OWING HIS SOUL TO THE COMPANY STORE
BARELY REMEMBERING HER MOTHERS FACE
WHO DIED . . . WHEN SHE WAS FOUR
HER DADDY WAS A GRUFF MAN
STERN AND SO VERY COLD
SHE WAS NEVER SHOWN LOVE BY HIM
AT LEAST, THAT'S WHAT I'M TOLD.
SHE USED TO ROAM THE STREETS AT DAY
HOLDING HER RAG DOLL TIGHT
AND WHEN IT WAS TIME TO GO TO SLEEP
SHE'D HUG IT THROUGH THE NIGHT
SHE RARELY SAW HER DADDY
WHEN SHE DID,SHE'D SMILE REAL WIDE
HE'D NEVER SHOW HER ANY LOVE
ALWAYS BRUSHING HER . . . ASIDE
THE LITTLE GIRL WAS LONELY
EXCEPT FOR THAT DOLL,SHE KEPT NEAR
IT'S SAID PEOPLE SAW HER NOW AND THEN
SOMETIMES . . . BRUSHING AWAY A TEAR
SHE NEVER PLAYED WITH OTHERS
SHE DIDN'T KNOW HOW TO RELATE
HER EXISTENCE WAS SUCH A SAD ONE
THIS POOR LITTLE CHILD OF FATE
ONE DAY WHILE TALKING TO HER DOLL
SHE SAID SHE WISHED SHE KNEW
HOW TO FIND, MOMMY IN HEAVEN
SO SHE COULD BE THERE TOO
HER MOMMY USED TO TEACH HER
HOW TO PRAY TO GOD EACH DAY
BUT SHE FORGOT MOST OF THE WORDS
AND JUST DIDN'T KNOW WHAT TO SAY
THE HEAVY WINTER SNOWS CAME
HER DAD WAS SEEN NO MORE
SOMETIMES PEOPLE WOULD SEE HER
WATCHING FOR HIM . . . AT THE DOOR
SOMEONE HEARD HER TELL HER RAG DOLL
FROM THE YARD, OF THE HOUSE BEHIND
THAT THEY WERE GOING TO GO TO HEAVEN
FOR HER MOMMY, SHE MUST FIND
WINTER WAS LONG, AND ALMOST PAST
PEOPLE WONDERED ABOUT THAT LITTLE GIRL
QUESTIONING WHEN THEY HAD SEEN HER LAST
THEIR WORRIED THOUGHTS, BEGAN TO SWIRL
FEAR CLUTCHING, THEY WENT TO HER HOUSE,
SLOWLY PEEKING IN, THROUGH THE DOOR
THEY FOUND THE LONELY LITTLE GIRL
LYING ON THE CEMENT FLOOR....
HER BODY WAS SO VERY COLD, AS
SHE HUGGED HER RAG DOLL TIGHT
A SMILE UPON HER FACE, WAS PROOF
SHE HAD FOUND HER MOMMY, THAT NIGHT!