Sylvia Gordon

(Detroit, Michigan, USA)

Never Let Go

Poem by Sylvia Gordon

Just give me one more chance to hold on to his hand,
You see my baby's gone.
From a shopping mall disappeared from all my sight. But I know that you had to see, my child,
So tell me where he is,
I need him here at home in my arms. Those little hands and that little voice,
And the chance to see him grow.
Don't take that from me bring him back, oh please,
Bring my baby back home. I should have never let go of my baby's hand,
Now I'm suffering.
He wore a red jog suit and his white Nike shoes,
Cute as a button. But you see I did not know it could happen to me,
The same stuff on TV.
But given one more chance,
I'll never, never let go, of my baby's hand.
at the breakwater, at night.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003

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