Pretty little girl
Uniform neatly pressed
A song sung in a sweet, pain-broken voice
For her, a sweet and innocent friend
A Bible verse for the meek
Of which, she surely was
The Lord’s Prayer
Rest by the still water
Bagpipes play, “Amazing grace”
You were so proud to be a “Scott”
Family has come form far away
But…where was al the love
Represented now by flowing tears
When she was still alive?
"Family has come form far away
But…where was all the love
Represented now by flowing tears
When she was still alive?"
Where indeed? Happens much too often.
Thankk God she is in a better place now,surrounded by Creator's love!
Blessings,
Joyce B.
a very sad poem...
Fee
This poem is so sad. The loss of a child, regardless of the circumstance is very tragic and is beyond comprehension. When the child comes from a painful, abusive or loveless background, the loss is much worse. You have memorialized her beautifully, though.
Best wishes, as you come to terms with this tragedy and may God look after this little angel.
Jill
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