Mother of two. Started writing first poems in last foster home (Louise Marnell-foster mother) . E-mail address [email protected]
There are times I feel my heart cry.
Like a part of me is ready to die.
I know must go on.
But, people don't seem to understand my light is gone.
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Once upon a rainbow.
The rain washed away my sorrow.
The angel's are singing their song.
And the church bell's are going off loudly 'ding dong.'
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Always dancing;
Always prancing.
So loving; and so caring.
Ever so daring.
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Daddy, there are times I lose my hope.
For the pain inside is far more than I can cope.
I wish I could go back and be your little girl again.
Instead of being in the dark hole I am in.
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I wish there was a word to express how I feel,
But even I love you isn’t good enough.
I wish there was a way to be with you until the end of time,
But eternity isn’t long enough.
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