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Array ( [sid] => 2251 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Age Kept her young [time] => 2002-08-14 06:23:59 [hometext] => One year anniversary poem
In loving memory of Ailie Pearson, May 15th, 1984-March 2 2001
[bodytext] => My heart aches in numbness,
though not saddened, my thoughts,
My dreams bring me back,
to the times we were brought,
Pictures now framed, of this sweet tender child,
her heart was of age, and age was her smile,
All days once a delicate, sweet lily, so true,
age kept her young, of the child, I knew,
Sixteen years she had traveled,
this unholy ground,
our thoughts, now our memories,
death left us no sound,
Her purpose to travel, touching many the souls,
with time passing quickly,
of the spirit she holds,
Days were the genuine thing that we'd do,
as now our tomorrows, are a void,
without you!
[comments] => 2 [counter] => 487 [topic] => 39 [informant] => Valerie_Pearson [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 20 [ratings] => 4 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Grief )

Age Kept her young

Contributed by Valerie_Pearson on Wednesday, 14th August 2002 @ 06:23:59 AM in AEST
Topic: Grief

My heart aches in numbness,
though not saddened, my thoughts,
My dreams bring me back,
to the times we were brought,
Pictures now framed, of this sweet tender child,
her heart was of age, and age was her smile,
All days once a delicate, sweet lily, so true,
age kept her young, of the child, I knew,
Sixteen years she had traveled,
this unholy ground,
our thoughts, now our memories,
death left us no sound,
Her purpose to travel, touching many the souls,
with time passing quickly,
of the spirit she holds,
Days were the genuine thing that we'd do,
as now our tomorrows, are a void,
without you!

Copyright © Valerie_Pearson ... [ 2002-08-14 06:23:59]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: Age Kept her young (User Rating: 1 )
by LOWMAN613 on Friday, 8th November 2002 @ 09:09:52 AM AEST
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I know loosing her had to be the worst! Her death has inspired you to write beautiful poetry that help others! God bless!

Re: Age Kept her young (User Rating: 1 )
by Dot on Friday, 27th December 2002 @ 06:28:59 PM AEST
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Val, I'm so sorry about your daughter. A prayer for you is on my lips. Bless you. Dot

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