Wood Nymph

She Sleeps No More

Smoaks, SC was a sleepy little Village,
a safe place for kids to run and play.
Neighbors gathered at the Post Office
before they began their day.

She was a sleepy little Village,
just a small spot on the map.
Church activities, sports, and hunting
kept the residents happy.

The rural area was quiet and peaceful.
Early risers were nestled in bed.
The sound of a gunshot shattered the night!
A brave Deputy was dead!

A wife's life has changed forever.
Four children have no father.
This devastated family cries together.


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She Sleeps No More

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