Mommy where's daddy?
Where did he go?
What was that car with all the flowers in the back of it?
Mommy, why was everyone all dressed in black?
Who were all those people who came to the house?
They kissed you on the cheek and said they were sorry
Why are they sorry mommy?
Mommy, why do we go to that place every week
That has a fence around it and big rocks in the ground?
What is that place mommy?
You always leave flowers there
You always cry when you go there
What is that place mommy?
Mommy, where's daddy?
(c) 11-25-2023
7-10-2026/RjH
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Author:
Raymond Hansell (Pseudonym) (
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Comments1
Sad and haunting the thoughts of a child too young to understand the harshness of life with questions about it that are hard to explain. Well written
Thank you for reading.
You are most welcome
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