LOST

WRITTEN 2/09/02 My child was lost at 6 years old No more for me to have No more for me to hold Never to watch grow up Never to be there when she needs me Never to hear her laugh I saw her one last time to say goodbye Promised the world And received nothing in return Got told we would take her She will know who you are You can write and call And got nothing at all The gifts I did give She had to hide Don't let anyone know Grow up little one your mother Is dead to you The heartach The hurt oh let it go away Was very real and true She suffered I suffered All over a man Written February 14th, 2002 © on Feb 14 2002 11:19 AM PST   0 • 1