Death Of A Child Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

Death Of A Child

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You came into our lives,
I can still heart the patter
of wrinkled feet, so soft.
You could not stay
but needed to say, fleetingly
Farewell, before the end
of a mysterious journey.
And it is certain, without doubt,
that God did sent you,
with love he took you back.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Jerry Hughes 29 September 2005

beautifully tragic poem, Herbert. A couple of suggestions, if I may? The last two lines would read better so: 'that God did send you and with love, took you back'

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Mahnaz Zardoust-Ahari 13 August 2005

Very heartfelt Herbert.

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