Poem Hunter
BC (2-8-90 / Virginia)


Poem By Bekie Carroll

i never saw his tears
i never heard him cry
he never held me so tight
after all these years
he never showed his pain

i never saw his blood
i never felt his weakness
he never squeezed my hand
like he really cared

now i see
how much i love him
now that i dont hate him
he's dying.

he wont be alive
for my 18th birthday
he wont be alive
when i get married
my kids will never meet him
he may not even see me graduate
all the important dates
he wont be there


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