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My Mama got me a new so-called Daddy, his name is Bill,
He is always calling me names, yelling," SHUT-UP and BE STILL!"
I am three years old and can show you on my fingers, if you ask,
But it might take me a minute, I'm just learnin how, it's a task.
Bill is always mean to me, but Mama says, " Try to understand",
" Mama is so lonely and needs a man".
When Bill hits me, it hurts real bad,
Mama will just leave the room and that makes me sad.
Bill drinks something out of a bottle, all day,
Then he goes to sleep, I must be quiet and not play.
If I should wake him, he calls me a brat and not worth a damn,
But in Sunday School, I was told I was Jesus's Little Lamb.
They also told me that I have an Angel, that I can't see,
GOD sends her everyday to watch over me.
Oh No, Bill's awake, he's hitting me, he's hurt my head,
He won't stop! I can't move now, he has just laid me in my bed.
Now I can see the Angel and can feel her gentle touch,
I feel so warm, I'm not afraid, I feel loved very much.
She's taken me to heaven, I am walking on a street of gold,
I show the gathered Angels, three fingers, telling them." I am three years old".
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This stunned me, I know this sadly and horrifyingly happens in some Cold Selfish families!
But you brought this to a head so quick, my tears just kept streaming!
That poor poor soul! Just wanting to be herself!
Your wrote it so well and in Short form as usual!
Love, Shee
Georg
cheers
Alain
Be always safe,
Karen
Newfie Hugs, Rose
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Blessings and take care,
~Gwendolyn
The dear little sweet voice of the child just grips your heart and soul.