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wittygirl
Kelly Ann Soucie
United States, UT

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Do You Miss Her Now

You felt our daughter kick and move.
A beautiful new life the heartbeat did prove.
You mumbled something like I love you, and held us dear.
And then you left.
And your excuse was "fear"?

Don't you know there is no fear in love.
If there were, we'd all push, we would shove...
....to get away.

You just dropped the ball,
That's what you did.
You ran like a coward,
You ran and hid.

Now you call what you're doing, "living"?
Well, you can't really live without giving.
You've created your hole, can you fill the void?
The child you left you would've infinitely enjoyed.

With all your mindless activity, you just couldn't believe,
The beautiful child we were blessed to conceive.
Now that lovely child is out of your reach,
And we hope you are burning on some far away beach.

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Hakuna Comment by: Hakuna - 2008-08-18 10:57
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A very powerful meaning behind this. It's sad that someone could miss out on the raising of a child.

Thanks for sharing.
irmosmp Comment by: irmosmp - 2007-10-31 21:51
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i really dig this too. it is his loss. women are stronger and smarter than men ha. they know what is good.
"Now you call what you're doing, "living"?
Well, you can't really live without giving."
these lines are so good, they should be engraved on his tombstone.
abitosunshine Comment by: abitosunshine - 2007-10-08 20:05
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A grand portrayal o' bitterness 'n' pain and o' love 'n' loss. His loss! Loved the final line, it says all!
Comment by: - 2007-10-06 11:20
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I love it. And it's not often I say that but I really loved this. The meaning is brilliant, the flow is good, there were no slip-ups. I just really loved how you got the feeling and emotions out here.

Brilliant work, really.
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