Madeline - Poem by Carl Johnson
All she wants is love and play,
With love from mum and Dad,
We cant forget that dreadful day,
So now we all are sad.
That day when devils were at work,
Roaming with no heart.
Behind the walls they sometimes lerk,
The pain they leave does smart.
The search goes on and on and on,
In fact it will not end.
Oh baby Madeline we will come,
or angels god will send.
How can ones heart do such a thing,
To steal someone so pure.
Keep happy girl and always sing,
As soon you will be home.
Sleep tight tonight and fear no pain,
Just hold on mummy's there.
In heart, in Soul and in the rain,
In dreams you will see her.
We Miss You Little Girl..! !
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