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About My Poems
On this page and the following pages, you will find a collection of very diverse poetry. If any of it scares anyone, I am sorry. Please enjoy!!
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She Remembers
He died at a young age,
No Christmas, no birthday.
The Family grieved and wept,
Not knowing how to go on.
Shortly after, she was born.
She was alive and healthy,
But they worried.
They worried she'd die too.
As she grew up, they still worried,
But this was a much different worry.
They worried she'd get hurt,
Not if she'd die.
He still stayed in their memory,
They never stopped grieving.
She, in her own way remembered,
Remembered her big brother's death.
Written By: Pamela R. Miller
12-19-97
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The Voice
Alone in the darkness,
Where nobody cared.
She found someone to listen,
when she was scared.
It was just a voice.
Who knows why she calld.
But if she didn't,
She would have just bawled.
She heard the number
One sweet night.
Who knew it would have
Changed the whole fight?
The fight to have faith,
To finally trust.
The fight to smile
Instead of to bust.
Together with friends,
In the bright morning sun.
Knowing her life,
Has indeed just begun.
Written By: Pamela R. Miller
1-19-98
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