Reach Out&Touch©

A little girl not much more than two,
sat on the curb all black and blue.
Everyone that passed by,
had to have a little cry.
But i(stopped)to say hello:
i couldn't just pass by as though,
there's nothing i can do:
i knew deep down it wasn't true.
We sat and talked awhile,
i even saw her smile.
When asked why she was so sad,
she said she made her daddy mad.
Her mommy just went along,
as if nothing was wrong.
Everyday i pass this same place,
waiting to cheer up her sad little face.
I heard talk around the town,
a little girl had drowned.
It seems she couldn't learn to swim,
so daddy was teaching her a lesson.
At night when i walk along the beach,
i hear her laugh because now:
she's in God's Reach....
Stop child abuse before it's too late,
today's children are tomorrow's fate!
Copyright ©2005~S@L

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