A Locked Room
A young infant, a short life,
It's painful, it's like a knife.
A happy moment, suddenly torn apart,
There was no breath, no beat of the heart.
A life unused, a space unfilled,
A cruel trick, all joy killed.
An unanswered question, a constant ponder,
They'll never forget, they'll always wonder.
A locked room, no one will enter,
They'll never forget, she'll always be the center.
Copyright © Emily Schaffer | Year Posted 2012
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