The child has a teardrop
in her eye.
She doesn't want to
say goodbye.
So, again she cries,
and it's sad,
because she thinks that
she was bad.
The child has a teardrop
in her eye.
She doesn't want to
say goodbye.
So, again she cries,
and it's sad,
because she thinks that
she was bad.
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Short, simple, but effective nonetheless. I love it.
Thank you.
Very good,very true.I also have seen this,I am actually a product of this.I am struggling with depression,anxiety and PTSD.I am so thankful that I have God to lay my troubles upon and help me heal.not alot of people have this.and it makes me so sad to realize this,so I am doing my best that Nelly doesn't experience this.thank you SLR,great job.
Thank you. I'm glad you could relate but I'm sorry that it's on such a personal level. Hugs for Nelly! 🙂 🙂
I am actually grateful for my conditions,for they made me who I am today,and such a strong woman.there is a shining SON in every dark moment we experience.🕊😁💞
I'm far from grateful for all my issues but i will say they've made me stronger than what I probably would have been otherwise.
I meant to comment on this when I first read it. Thank you for the poem and especially your comments.
Thank you, especially for reading the comment. It gives some context as to what I was thinking when I wrote the poem.
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