Guest Eylisha Posted April 1, 2008 Share Posted April 1, 2008 God I was going to ask for a bike as I'm getting much bigger too big for my trike but just as I knelt to pray by my bed I heard Timmy next door scream so I'll ask you instead Can you take Timmy's daddy far far away cos he's angry at Timmy every day and Timmy's always cut bruised burnt or broken yet I know he's a good boy so nice when we've spoken Please God I don't want him screaming again so make Timmy's dad go I pray this amen Dear God it's just me I don't understand why I have a new bike in the back of dad's van I said to forget it but now Timmy is dead they say that his brain bled into his head why didn't you listen when I asked you last night I don't want the bike I want Timmy allright so take the bike away and Timmy's dad too and bring Timmy back like I know you can do Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jchpiper Posted April 28, 2008 Share Posted April 28, 2008 *gulp*..... *misty eyes* Most excellent poem Eylisha..... and one that is a reality far too often... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Telesmith Posted April 28, 2008 Share Posted April 28, 2008 Damn. Right in the gut there. mmm... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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