An Aborted Child Poem by Clarence A. Graham, Jr.
An Aborted Child
Mommy, why didn't you want me?
I would have been the most wonderful child to be
I could have given you joy
As much as can be given by a little boy
As I was growing up, I could have done many things for you
And always for you, I would have been true blue
I love you, Mommy
I will be waiting for you in Heaven where it is always sunny
May 6,2006, Clarence A. Graham, Jr.
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