Copper Rose
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Post by Copper Rose on Aug 4, 2006 22:04:57 GMT -5
The Child
Out of the darkness steps a boy Tears streaking his reddened face Seeing his mother is not there his heart fills with dread Hiding his face so no one can see As he cries out her name No answer has come and he relies that she is not around Then comes the light from about, and the voice of an angel Don’t fear little one we will always watch over you He feels the soft angelic touch that wipes his tears away
By: K.Brown
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