I wipe the tear from my face not knowing why
it was there its been a month since she pass
my life was different without her,but I still
remember my daughter in my heart and soul .
One night as I usually do I walk the street in
fact where she was killed I place a flower where
she died ,my life empty inside .
The bus had run her over it happened the driver
placed in jail for man slaughter but that would
not bring my daughter back.
I watch other people as they walk by with their
own daughters by their sides I could not take it
any more my daughter I want back. The next time
I walk down the street I had a gun I wanted to be
with my daughter then too it was late no one but the street bums were out as I knelt I pulled my gun out of a pocket suddenly someone grabbed my arm and ask me why ? I told him it was a priest that grab my arm, I look up and cried dropping the gun, each day after that I went to church I had a lot of redeeming to do a lot to search but
with Gods help now I will get by I can still love
my daughter every night remember her at least I knew her when she was here and I thank God for that .
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Let this coming of age story of a boy named Bean take you back to a simple time. Set in a small southern town in the 1960's, encircled by a river and gleaming white cotton fields.
A wicked Cajun Fairy named Robes Pierre entered the impenetrable Magical doll land of Sha Bebe. Queen Faustina, the ruler of the doll land, thought she had destroyed him, but he's back! Will the doll land survive his evil ways?
