The ReflectionA Poem by Sandra DawnThis happened about 5 years ago, and I will never EVER forget those feelings, so I have put them down on a page in hopes of relieving some of the pain...Walking through the woods one night I came across a pretty sight In front of me a river wound Swiftly moving without a sound I saw a reflection, crisp and clear and what I saw made me fear --- Pale skin on a withering face eyes that gave up the chase for hope and health and all else good and only I understood --- All of life had left his eyes He had no time to say goodbye He passed away in a place so vile I couldn't understand for quite a while --- Only 8 years old I gave chase To every challeng my father faced I watched him stay alive and well And then all of it went to hell I watched him wither, I watched him die... All that's left to do is cry.... © 2010 Sandra DawnAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on April 6, 2010 Last Updated on April 6, 2010 AuthorSandra DawnNYAboutThere is a little bit of insanity no matter where you go I am no exception with my dark secrets in tow... more..Writing
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