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[aid] => mick
[title] => Betrayal
[time] => 2005-07-29 14:37:44
[hometext] => Please comment...
[bodytext] => A hand gloved in white satin Rests gently upon my forearm I remember that hand, though half the size then, Clinging desperately to A single finger of my hand As I helped my daughter Take her first steps. I taught her to walk. How she can be Ready now to walk Down that aisle And into the Waiting arms Of someone who can Take her away? It must be some kind of Betrayal. But then my little girl (all grown up) Smiles at me And I know I'm wrong. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 194 [topic] => 23 [informant] => brokenbutterfly [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => FamilyPoems )
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