Fly Little Girl

Fly Little Girl

A Poem by Pauline Marie Daley
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A sad story with a happy ending

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Fly Little Girl

 

The story of a child's life is a sad thing indeed.

That death could take such a tiny seed,

Never a chance to live and learn,

Never a chance to love and yearn.

Such a price is way to high

To take one before they learn to fly.

But one little girl thought the price too much,

And fought and fought 'gainst venom's touch.

The poision was that of circumstance.

Please little girl, dont take death's dance.

A ball chased into a busy street,

A mother's scream and running feet.

A soft cry, then nothing, but a mother's tears.

A screech of wheels then nothing, but everyone's fears.

Call 911! A Watchman said, Please little girl, don't be dead!

The mother watched through the shaded windows of the hospital

Oh my God, little girl, how is this possible?

Beep Beep went her beating heart.

Drip, Drop, went her mother from the start.

Never a chance to live and learn

Never a chance to love and yearn.

Fly Little Girl! Don't give up!

Come back, feel your mother's touch, little girl, good luck.

The doctor drew her mother aside, back from the table.

Miss, I must tell you, we believe she is stable.

But doctor, doctor, is she awake?

Please tell me, for her sake.

No, not yet, he bowed his head.

But Miss be thankful she isn't dead!

Such a price from danger's door.

Little Girl, what has this all been for?

Fourteen days of waiting, Fourteen days of fading.

Little Girl, in front of death you are wading.

LIttle Girl, Little Girl, the mother said.
I miss you so much I wish I were dead!

But Mommy, then who would rub my hurting head?

Little Girl, a mother's joy.

Little Girl, death's lost toy.

So Little Girl got a chance to fly

And rested, listening to her mother's lullaby.

Now she'll have a chance to shine,

And live her life with yours and mine.

 

© 2008 Pauline Marie Daley


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I got to it at last! It is very moving and as a parent I respond to poems about children. But no tears! I don't know what it wld take to squeeze a tear from me.

Posted 15 Years Ago


I really liked the story you told here. Truly. Your rhythm and syntax are both fantastic. The only suggestion I would make here would be to shorten this up a little -- not that the poem shouldn't be as long as it is. I thought it was a bit too telling at times. Try taking out any words or lines that aren't absolutely necessary to the poem. I find that it creates an extract and leaves you with even more room for further revision. Give it a shot to see what you think. Otherwise, this is a really good, emotional poem to which anyone can relate. Keep up the good work!

Posted 16 Years Ago


Speechless! One question on this one. Are you this little girl?

You are making a difference! I just got a chill, one that run up and down my spine...This is proof that we have a creator and you are making a difference.

(((Hugs)))

Arthur Henn

Posted 16 Years Ago



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