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Marcella Thompson Poem
A tear stained trail runs down her cheek.
For one so young, life seems so bleak.
A lifetime of hurt,
A lifetime of pain.
Her life’s been filled with sadness and shame.
She tells herself she only has herself to blame.
A knife by her side tells her this is the way.
Her means to end she’s found this day.
She closes her eyes and feels the cold steel of the knife.
She’ll never be a mother nor no mans wife.
She’s made the decision to end her own life.
With one quick slice the deed is done.
She now watches as her blood runs.
A faithless choice she can’t undo.
No second chance to start anew.
The pain fades away, as her breathing slows down.
This is where they’ll find her, laying upon the ground.
She’ll never know there was someone to care.
Someone to hold her, someone to share.
Copyright © Marcella Thompson | Year Posted 2006
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Marcella Thompson Poem
A woman lay dying, her loved ones are near.
Trying their best to hold back the tears.
A good life she’s had filled with laughter and love.
The lord is now calling he wants her above.
She holds out her hand for her daughters to take.
This is one journey she’s willing to make.
Her husband long gone she wishes to see.
It’s hard to let go I want her with me.
I visited often this woman I love.
Her daughters my mother, for I married her son.
For all that she gave me, I gave her a great-grandson.
The time has come and she’s now gone.
You can hear the sadness in her birds love song.
Out in the sunshine when the wind blows, her voice tells me not to worry,
it was her time to go.
Copyright © Marcella Thompson | Year Posted 2006
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