I Still Think About Her
Seems like just yesterday, but I know it is not
Pictures have been lost, just memories now
They will never go away
Hate to think what she has been taught
I know that we will make it some how
A night does not go by that I do not pray
She was a babe way back then
It has been over twenty years ago
The day that they took her away
Wondered if I would ever see her again
The years sure go by slow
My hands were tied, had no say
Battered and abused, is all that she ever knew
Lost, no matter how hard I fought
To so-called important people in control
That is what corruption will do
And that is a lot of what we have got
I know that God has her soul
Yes, I saw her picture the other day
A grown lady now, still a child to me
Her name is Jennifer
I talk to her when I pray
Hope she understand, this is the way that it had to be
And I still think about her
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