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[aid] => mick
[title] => Mommy's poem
[time] => 2009-06-20 15:30:48
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[bodytext] => The little girl had awoken From her dream of fright, Her daddy and her, Had the same dream every night. They both woke in a sweat: Face full of tears, She cuddled close to her daddy, And both shared their fears. As she held her daddy tight: Squeezing him out of breath, She remembered good memories Of before her mommies death. During the funeral, When nobody found the strength to speak, The little girl found courage, Although she was weak. As she walked up front, She breathed in big and brave, She smiled and looked Down at her mommy’s grave. The audience looked with amazement, And awaited to hear, The smart little girl Who showed no fear. My mommy couldn’t be here today she said For she had died, She said shed be forever in my heart, And even though she’s gone she hadn’t lied. She read stories to me, And sang a lullaby to put me to sleep, I remember the times, When she would make me feel better when I weep. She kissed my boo boos, And made them all better, And now she’s dead, And I wrote her this last letter. It says mommy, I wish you were here, It’s almost as if I, Can hear you now whispering in my ear. I know you’ll be in the clouds Watching me from above: Like my guardian angel you always were, Showing me lots of love. I’m sorry mommy, For all the times I made you mad, I didn’t mean to be a burden, Or even make you sad. Every time I close my eyes, And hold my hand to my chest, I know you’re in there Being your best. I’ll always remember you mommy Forever and ever, You and me Will always be together. She let go of the letter, And it flew into the sky, She looked at everyone, And they all started to cry. She walked back to her seat With her daddy looking at her proud, And tears running down her leg, And one final look at the clouds. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 250 [topic] => 31 [informant] => Dillybar [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 15 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => StoryPoetry )
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