Frankii

A baby was born, but has not felt her mother's love Her mother is sick a heroin addict But the angels watch over her from heaven above Blessing each giver indeed that help meet this baby's needs So, that when she leaves this cold, sterile place She feels the love and comfort of her grandparents embrace That I have to post this upsets me: My poems are copyright. I am sharing my poems for you to read not for you to post willy-nilly to a website, in your newsletter or anywhere else with out my permission. I am available, leave me a message. Especially to those who change the name of my poem and not give proper credit. You should be ashamed!