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A Child Got Married Part 2

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A Child Got Married Part 2

                                   "A Child Got Married."  (Part 2 )

A child raped at fourteen A child with child at sixteen A child lost a child at eighteen Still a child married at eighteen.

She met a young man named Larry And finally accepted to marry him
She is in heaven dreaming of a life Just being a good wife At last no more alone
She’ll have her man a home of her own.

Revealing his love while giving her hope He convinced her the same day to elope Even with no horses or carriage and not Being a bride in white She still had the honeymoon and marriage.

Closing her eyes feeling everything will be bright When at the end of this day and during the night They will be husband and wife. Laying side by side on a silk bed to share their love As already she was a woman in love.

Their home was on top of a hill Everything so quiet and still
She woke up early at dawn Running outside to sit on the lawn
Feeling the cool breeze While watching the birds on the trees
Twittering to each other their love song believing this is 
where she’ll belong Forever and ever.

Two years passed so fast When pregnant she became at last
Her happiness was so everlasting when Nine months later she gave birth
To a most beautiful baby boy on earth She asked her husband
if she can name him “JOY”

Dozing off feeling so peaceful Knowing she’ll wake up with a smile on her face As her baby Joy was going to help her erase All the bad memories of her past.

Her coming days and months were so busy She realized that it hadn’t been easy with Larry Especially he didn’t look happy nor merry He started drinking day and night That’s when she felt something was not right.

One night she begged him Please Larry tell me ! talk to me! Larry I am your wife She was crying so strong he wiped away her tears But knew he couldn’t wipe away her fears.

He pulled her close to the fence Where it was dim with no lights
For her not to see his tears or fears Kissing her and holding her so tight
Bidding her a Farewell.

He ran racing inside Hurrying to end his life With the tie around his neck He pulled hard As he only knew In just a few days His sickness will attack All his body And take away all his power He decided to Die.


Copyright © Therese Bacha

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  1. Date: 9/22/2013 7:56:00 AM
    Good morning Terry, :) Congratulations on having your poem featured on the sous HOME PAGE.... always & forever xox *LINDA

  1. Date: 9/22/2013 6:04:00 AM
    wow, powerful piece...the sadness lingers...congrats on having it featured!

  1. Date: 4/5/2013 10:11:00 AM
    Terry; This is really sad. I feel for her. Just when things were beginining to look good, something bad has to happen. Thanks for sharing, but uis this the end? lucilla

    Bacha Avatar Therese Bacha
    Date: 4/5/2013 10:38:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Hi Lucy, o saw that you finished reading it. Life has a lot of sadness. Thank for reading it. Love Terry xoxoxo
  1. Date: 3/8/2013 8:26:00 AM
    So much trauma shadows the happy moments of this child..yep she was a child who.had to.become a woman overnight..Again it hurts and cut deep..Memories can.come us but with so many grey.thorns a rose is born and im referring to 'Joy'

    Bacha Avatar Therese Bacha
    Date: 3/8/2013 8:46:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    I am sorry it is so sad but in life there are things that happen that are very bad......sorry again. Love Terry xoxo
  1. Date: 12/10/2012 9:14:00 PM
    Your poem is deep...i can not accept images like this... very sad... the rape and reason made me mad... you pinned the poem to the deepest... sad...sad.. pd

    Bacha Avatar Therese Bacha
    Date: 12/10/2012 9:32:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Sometimes the truth is a past history....thank you for caring.......Terry