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Array ( [sid] => 15808 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => Little Desert Girl [time] => 2003-04-12 03:45:00 [hometext] => My heart aches for the children. [bodytext] => A soldier steps toward her, holds out his hand,
An attempt to dismiss her fear.
Trying his best to help her understand,
I'm certain he wiped away a tear.
I'm so sorry, Little Sis,
I didn't mean to make you cry.
Your brown eyes look so much like my Little Chris,
I cried when I told her goodbye.
Two lollipops, a bottle of water,
Dear Jesus, how can I leave her alone.
Perhaps she'd like this shiny quarter,
I could love this sweet babe as my own.
This precious, homeless, sun-burned lamb,
Tore at his heart like no other,
With tears in his eyes, he knelt down in the sand;
Oh, dear Shepherd, where is her mother.
He loved all those little faces,
Their sad eyes touched his soul.
He's do anything if he could erase;
The shadows away; to be able to hold.
He reached out; she came near,
Touched his face;
Wiped away his tear.
He put her down; turned to leave,
Just one more thing, for her tiny hand,
Tucked in a pocket on his left sleeve,
A tiny American flag; for you; from my homeland.
Sweet baby girl, you're here in my heart;
I must go; I've ever so much more to do.
I make you a promise, 'tho we must part,
I'm leaving my guardian angel with you.





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Little Desert Girl

Contributed by Dot on Saturday, 12th April 2003 @ 03:45:00 AM in AEST
Topic: InspirationalPoems



A soldier steps toward her, holds out his hand,
An attempt to dismiss her fear.
Trying his best to help her understand,
I'm certain he wiped away a tear.
I'm so sorry, Little Sis,
I didn't mean to make you cry.
Your brown eyes look so much like my Little Chris,
I cried when I told her goodbye.
Two lollipops, a bottle of water,
Dear Jesus, how can I leave her alone.
Perhaps she'd like this shiny quarter,
I could love this sweet babe as my own.
This precious, homeless, sun-burned lamb,
Tore at his heart like no other,
With tears in his eyes, he knelt down in the sand;
Oh, dear Shepherd, where is her mother.
He loved all those little faces,
Their sad eyes touched his soul.
He's do anything if he could erase;
The shadows away; to be able to hold.
He reached out; she came near,
Touched his face;
Wiped away his tear.
He put her down; turned to leave,
Just one more thing, for her tiny hand,
Tucked in a pocket on his left sleeve,
A tiny American flag; for you; from my homeland.
Sweet baby girl, you're here in my heart;
I must go; I've ever so much more to do.
I make you a promise, 'tho we must part,
I'm leaving my guardian angel with you.









Copyright © Dot ... [ 2003-04-12 03:45:00]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: Little Desert Girl (User Rating: 1 )
by venkat on Saturday, 12th April 2003 @ 04:17:25 AM AEST
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A good Job, truely promising.. welldone.. venkat


Re: Little Desert Girl (User Rating: 1 )
by Feelin_Like_A_SadFellow on Monday, 21st April 2003 @ 05:42:03 PM AEST
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such a touchin poem.. sometimes we feel so helpless to help others it sticks in our hearts that yearns us to do something
-Sid


Re: Little Desert Girl (User Rating: 1 )
by Dot on Tuesday, 22nd April 2003 @ 08:34:07 AM AEST
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Thank you, Sid for your kind comments on my poem. I appreciate it. Dot


Re: Little Desert Girl (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Tuesday, 29th April 2003 @ 07:26:26 PM AEST
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dearest dot this is so moving and beautiful! what a vivid picture i have in my mind, i love this poem:)
hugs n' love nessa


Re: Little Desert Girl (User Rating: 1 )
by Dot on Wednesday, 30th April 2003 @ 10:09:12 AM AEST
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Thank you Nessa, I appreciate your words so much. Hugs, Dot




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