THE LITTLE BOY THAT WAS

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    THE LITTLE BOY THAT WAS

    The little boy that was a child
    grew up to be a man
    His mother was so tired, so ill
    so to help her he did all he can

    But he as well had wounds to heal
    and it became harder with every day
    But he never turned his back on her
    By her side he would always stay

    But then his mom found a friend to trust
    and help her with her fright
    The friend was always there for her
    never letting her give up the fight

    Dianna Nally
    1/10/09

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    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

    Di’s Poems (23)

    Title Comments
    Title Comments
    God's Children 3
    Hello Sunshine 0
    A Soldiers Dog Tags 0
    Poetry is an Echo 1
    Tears Are Words 1
    WALK WITH ME 2
    LOVE ON A YACHT 2
    NEXT TO ME 0
    I KNEW WHAT HE WANTED 1
    KISSES 0
    YOU ARE THE ONE 0
    THE NIGHT HAS JUST BEGUN 3
    MY DADDY THE KERN RIVER AND ME 2
    AMERICA AT WAR(but not beaten) 0
    I HEARD HER PAIN 1
    THE SCARS 0
    THE FORGOTTEN 0
    THE LITTLE BOY THAT WAS 0
    AS I SIT 1
    MY MEMORIES 2
    A PRAYER AND A DREAM 0
    AFTER SHOCK 1
    A REAL MAN 1