<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< "AN ABORTED CHILD"

MOMMY, YOU DON'T KNOW ME,

YOU NEVER SAW MY FACE,

FOR WHEN I WAS ALL SAFE AND WARM,

THEY TOOK ME FROM MY PLACE.

YOUR ARMS WILL BE SO EMPTY,

THE HOUSE SO STILL AND QUIET,

AND YEARS THAT SHOULD BE CHERISHED,

ARE BURIED IN THE NIGHT.

ILL NEVER CLIMB UP IN YOUR LAP,

OR SING A SONG WITH YOU,

WELL NEVER GET TO SAY GOODNIGHT,

OR WHISPER, I LOVE YOU.

YOU NEVER HEARD MY SILENT CRY,

OR FELT THE SURGEONS KNIFE,

BUT WHILE YOU SLEPT SO PEACEFULLY,

I BEGGED YOU FOR MY LIFE.

IT REALLY WASN'T FAIR YOU SEE,

I HAD SO MUCH TO GIVE,

THE LEAST YOU COULD HAVE DONE FOR ME,

WAS JUST TO LET ME LIVE.

DEBBIE EXUM

<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< -- nib Nelta Brock http://members.xoom.com/atlen/

-- Anonymous, August 26, 2000