Jane DoeA Poem by Geralyn MillerWho are you? Heard about you on the televsion news; height, weight, approximate age, eye and hair color; --even the drawing, an artist's image; doen not tell who you are.
You were somebody's daughter. Did you come from a happy home, or a family hell? Do you have sisters or brothers? Uncles or aunts? Does a Grandmother miss your love?
Was there an empty chair at a Thanksgiving feast? Unopened gifts under a Christmas tree?
Does a Mother pray for you each night before she sleeps, and dreams you are home again? Is there a Father who worries each day about his little girl?
Does anyone care that you are missing? Does anyone still search for you?
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1 Review Added on August 29, 2010 Last Updated on August 29, 2010 AuthorGeralyn MillerPhoenix, AZAboutI was born in the year of the Dragon, and am prone to roaring for amusement's sake. I have been writing poetry since I was eight. That's right, fifty years of poetry, all written in longhand. In ad.. more..Writing
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