My Girl

 

 

 

 

 

We don't speak her name
It's far easier to pretend
This child now missing from her mother's arms
When does this nightmare end

Each night she kneels before the Lord
Prayer seems to be her only hope
Another day has slipped away
In the morning will she cope

This child no longer knows her home
Her family almost strangers
And with the sorrow comes the fear
For this world holds a feast of dangers

There is no right nor wrong to this
A mother's love is just too strong
So again tonight her mother prays
'Lord send her home where she belongs'

Poem ©Debbie Stevens

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deb.stevens@optusnet.com.au
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