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Array ( [sid] => 108803 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => There was alittle girl who lived down the lane [time] => 2005-10-31 10:22:21 [hometext] => I couldn't think of a topic so thought I'd leave you readers to read it and let you decide for yourselves [bodytext] =>

There was a little girl, who lived
down the lane;
she also lived with heartache, disgrace
and shame.

I tried once to make friends with her,
but I miserably failed;
for I could never get her, to come
out of her shell.

Why she seemed so sad, was a mystery
to me;
perhaps she was mistreated, or simply
left to be.

Yet day after day, I'd watch this
young child play;
from my window to her front yard,
where she would never stray.

I longed to wrap my arms around her,
and tell her, "It's okay";
to hold her tightly against me, and
give her my love each day.

This withdrawn, little girl, who played
in her yard each day;
always cried when the sun went down,
yet no one knew her pain.

She'd reluctantly go into her house,
like a sheep that's led to the slaughter;
and I'd think, "I would give her so much
love, if only she were my daughter". [comments] => 1 [counter] => 209 [topic] => 43 [informant] => blessedangel [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 8 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )

There was alittle girl who lived down the lane

Contributed by blessedangel on Monday, 31st October 2005 @ 10:22:21 AM in AEST
Topic: oops

There was a little girl, who lived
down the lane;
she also lived with heartache, disgrace
and shame.

I tried once to make friends with her,
but I miserably failed;
for I could never get her, to come
out of her shell.

Why she seemed so sad, was a mystery
to me;
perhaps she was mistreated, or simply
left to be.

Yet day after day, I'd watch this
young child play;
from my window to her front yard,
where she would never stray.

I longed to wrap my arms around her,
and tell her, "It's okay";
to hold her tightly against me, and
give her my love each day.

This withdrawn, little girl, who played
in her yard each day;
always cried when the sun went down,
yet no one knew her pain.

She'd reluctantly go into her house,
like a sheep that's led to the slaughter;
and I'd think, "I would give her so much
love, if only she were my daughter".

Copyright © blessedangel ... [ 2005-10-31 10:22:21]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: There was alittle girl who lived down the lane (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Monday, 31st October 2005 @ 07:26:44 PM AEST
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this made me cry. Its so tragic, Your a kind hearted person to feel these things towards this little girl. A beautiful poem written with grace on such a sad subject

Michelle

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