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Daddy
Dear daddy,
I went to the garden
The garden where she played.
I found the swings
The swings, sea-saws and slides.
I saw all the children
The children full of laughter.
I found her sitting alone
Alone with her thoughts.
I watched her eyes
Eyes, full with tears.
I felt her pray
Pray to stay and play.
I saw the glimmer die
Die, die child you are no more.
20/5/01
"Tender and innocent things can't survive harsh reality !"
I think your concept here is much like yours in: "Hello?".
A most inspiring, dreamy, yet sorrowful poem !!
I love your style !