Without a Child
By UTTubby
I try not to cry, thinking about those little unheard-footsteps that only I've heard, But...I cried this little "poem" and it looked up at me and told me it loved me with all its precious heart. Then, I wiped my sad eyes, sighed, and I thanked God anyway for my unknown love. Written January 21st, 2002 © on Jan 21 2002 06:35 AM PST 0 • 1
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"I try not to cry,..."