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Saturday, January 07, 2006

Little Girl Lost

Little girl lost
searching for peace
a place to lay her head
sleep away misery

A bed of daisys to tickle her skin
laughing at herself
a healing wind

Her hugs and kisses
locked tight in her piggy bank heart

Waiting for the rain to clear
for the sun to come smiling
through the clouds

Anticipating a last kiss
to cast all others aside
A check written in desperation
ready to be cashed

A revelation and faith awakened from uncertainty
life is an undeniable reality

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