Lonely little angel
Got her wings so young
She never opened up her eyes
Killed from an abortion
Little missy lovely
Such a face we’ll never see
Directed right up to the heavens
Life was never meant to be
Too young to be an angel
Too young to never dance
If she was not aborted
She just may have had a chance
A death that has no funeral
A death that has no wake
A life that could’ve made a change
A life that death just had to take
The eyelids will not open
The body will not grow
The face frozen in heaven…
Way too young to be an angel
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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This poem expresses your thoughts and feelings in a tender way. A very emotional write. Without getting into the entire debate, which is not what this poem is about, you have stated your feelings well. Well done dear poet.
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I never do understand why funeral is suc a big deal. Once you die you're dead. This is a sad piece. It sucks that is a true and a constantly occuring things. I love the flow of it. Keep up the great work and thank you for sharing
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