Tasha Miller Poems

A fatherless child was born one day.
She never asked for this life,
but it’s hers, anyway.
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Most have two grandmothers
but I’m not like the rest.
I could have only one,
so The Lord gave me the best.
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My dreams are like an echo,
flowing through the air.
I can't catch them as they go,
but I know they are there.
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In her dream,
he is there.
He holds her and loves her
and he really does care.
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A death occurred today.
The suffering was long.
The death was preventable
but the heart wasn’t strong.
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With smiles on their faces
and a tear in their eye,
they pour out emotions
so their hearts won't die.
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I see broken children,
I see them all around.
They never get built up,
only kicked to the ground
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As I sit
in bed tonight,
I wonder why
I can’t write.
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My sweet little daughter,
you are almost grown.
Before I know it,
you'll be on your own.
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Aunt Elaine

My dear Aunt,
our bond was sealed so quick.
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