Simon Hamill Poet Rhyme

An Orphans Cry

Oh Jesus,oh Jesus,high in the sky,
Please won't you let this heart of mine die.
I get sad at all the things that I see,
When no other children play their games with me.
You let this happen when I was just three,
Now that I'm older, it's harder for me.
My legs are all burnt,my face is a mess,
I wouldn't feel pretty, even in a new dress.
So why did you let this happen to me?
What had I done at the tender age of three?
You have taken my mommy,my daddy as well
On that cold winter night,I remember so well.
So if you are listening,please grant me my wish.
To come up to heaven,
So I have mommy and daddy to kiss.

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Linda Alice Fowler February 5, 2021 at 7:11 PM Heartbreaking Simon. I'm sure there are many who feel the same - why me?! Very well-written with pleasant rhyme scheme. Linda Simon Hamill February 6, 2021 at 2:31 AM Thank you.it is very sad.i just write about what I see or feel.but this is a poem I wrote a long time ago.take care Linda,Simon:)

Caren Krutsinger February 2, 2021 at 6:12 PM So sad, a wonderful premise because it shows so much empathy. Simon Hamill February 3, 2021 at 3:25 AM Hi Caren,it is sad.one of the first ones I wrote,over twenty years ago,I entered a comp to be be picked for a journal and it got selected.take care.simon:)