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My next Xmas gift
Dearest Santa, I am Moreen Kelly, Alone little girl lives in a valley Thank you for those lovely gifts; You've left for me at your visits I am too early to ask next grant; It's hard to wait;really I can't I'd long to have something special; Don't think this is rather unusual Please, Could you gift me a "SHE"? This is my one and only plea "SHE" was with me day and night Suddenly I lost her from my sight Please,Santa, I want her back Without her my days are black We played together hide and seek "SHE" took me to beach every week When I was sick,her healing touch, and I lost her good night kiss much To fly a kite running across meadow "SHE" isn't with me to ride sea-saw, Evermore I need her by my side "SHE" was my mom and my pride Last January,she was coming home From her work when bus went boom; Explosion brought bus into pieces We found only her pair of glasses Could you bring a "SHE" like my mom who loves me much like my own mom? This is what I want most next; Precious gift which brings me zest Don't forget me; I'm Moreen Kelly, An alone girl lives in a valley Swarnapali Liyanage 31/07/2009 ( I wrote this poem as a tribute to children who lost their parents due to cold war leaving painful memories, missed their warm love at such age. May God bring happiness to these young hearts)
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