~*Why Mommy, Why?*~

Into this world of anguish and fears

into this world of childhood tears

a baby born of joy and pain

never to feel Mommy's warmth again

Tiny eyes open and look around

and listens to the earthly sound

sees a mommy's face so filled with joy

not caring if this baby was a girl or boy.

how could life change and hurt so much?

where did the tenderness go in your touch?

How could you inflict such scars to heal

and destroy a child's ability to feel.

Do you love me  less because I have grown

Did you forget the day I was born?

Can't you see the pain that's in my heart

What did I do wrong to make this start?

Tell me mommy, and I will try

to never be bad, or fret, or cry

Never spill milk or food on the floor,

or leave fingerprints on windows or door.

I'll Pick up my toys, not soil my clothes

Put my shoes and socks all in rows

Oh, No mommy! No! don't hit me again.

Please, mommy when will this pain end?

broken body lay on the floor

broken bones to heal no more

eyes that will never see the light

nor quiver again in the dark of night

they laid this child to rest today

as the earth mourned and skies turned grey

in a tiny mound it was laid to rest

now an angel in Heaven, among God's best.

~* By Shirley Winters*~

©

1972-2000

~*Dear Teddy*~

Teddy, I've been bad again,

My Mommy told me so;

I'm not quite sure what I did wrong,

But I thought that you might know.

When I woke up this morning,

I knew that she was mad;

Cause she was crying awful hard,

And yelling at my dad.

I tried my best to be real good,

And do just what she said;

I cleaned my room all by myself,

I even made my bed.

But I spilled milk on my good shirt,

When she yelled at me to hurry;

And I guess she didn't hear me,

When I told her I was sorry.

Cause she hit me awful hard, you see,

And called me funny names;

And told me I was really bad,

And I should be ashamed!

When I said, "I love you, Mommy,"

I guess she didn't understand;

Cause she yelled at me to shut my mouth,

Or I'd get smacked again.

So I came up here to talk to you,

Please tell me what to do;

Cause I really love my Mommy,

And I know she loves me, too.

And I don't think my Mommy means,

To hit me quite so hard;

I guess sometimes, grown-ups forget,

How really big they are!

So Teddy, I wish you were real,

And you weren't just a bear;

Then you could help me find a way.

To tell Mommies every where.

To please try hard to understand.

How sad it makes us feel;

Cause the outside pain soon goes a way,

But the inside never heals!

And if we could make them listen,

Maybe then they'd understand;

So other children just like me,

Wouldn't have to hurt again.

But for now, I guess I'll hold you tight,

And pretend the pain's not there;

I know you'd never hurt me,

So Goodnight, Teddy Bear!

~*Author Unknown*~

My Name is Misty

I am but three

My eyes are swollen

I cannot see

I must not be loved

For I am punished

By cigarette Burns

I must do right

I can't do wrong

Or else I am locked up

All Day long

When I Awake

I'm all Alone

The house is dark

my folks aren't home

I'm really just

An expensive joke

No more no less

Than speed or coke

Be quiet now!

I hear a car

My dad is back

From Charlie's bar

I hear him curse

My name he calls

I squeeze myself

against the wall

on my bed

It's too late

His face is twisted

into hate

I feel the pain

again and again

Oh Dear God

Please let it end

My name is Misty

I am but three

Last night my Father Murdered me....

~*Author unknown*~

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