Orphan
By threeleafshamrock
Thu, 25 Jun 2009
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I lit a candle for you,
just the one;
that is all they would give me!
I whispered prayers, whimpering
desperately
to the Gods of lost causes.
I sifted the negatives,
searching
for the tentative hope.
You said you would return
very soon,
to take me home again.
You told me that you loved me;
‘your little angel’,
your tears on my cheeks.
They call me an orphan now.
Unloved;
that you did not want me.
Please God, tell mummy from me,
I am sorry!
I will not be bold again!
No-one hugs me anymore;
No kisses!
If I cry they all scold me.
Please come back and hold me
even once,
just so that I know you’re there
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Moving stuff Chris and well
Moving stuff Chris and well told.
Reminds me a little of one of the guys on last nights homeless programme Famous, Rich and Homeless (concluding part BBC1 9pm tonight) who I intend to write something about tomorrow.
Despair, despair, despair! So sad!
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"I sifted the
Permalink Submitted by sarah wilson on
"I sifted the negatives,
searching
for the tentative hope."
These lines really touched me in a moving poem.
Sarah x
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the first and last stanzas
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the first and last stanzas really stand out for me. very good write.
jason
jason
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