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My blue eyed boy

Heart breaking cannot swallow, What have they done they don't understand, Cut out my heart with there evil hand, Please take your grandson the policeman did say , Be down at the station be there at eight, In they came with my blue eyed boy, All smiling and full of joy, With milk in one hand and your bags in the other, They rushed off i began to shudder, This is when i did discover, They had been given a court order, Face in my hands i began to weep, My blue eyed boy they had taken to keep, eight long months past a burr, But always in my thoughts there you were, Love from Nanny

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Date: 1/31/2016 7:47:00 PM
Teresa, A great pleasure to find and read your poem today. Love -- SKAT --
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Date: 2/13/2010 11:08:00 AM
thanks for your comment it was my grandson in the poem he was not taken to jail he was taken by the court from my daughter and put up for adoption hun
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Date: 2/13/2010 1:31:00 AM
A nice write, but is his situation getting any better try to avoid that repeat offender syndrome. My prayers go with you
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Date: 2/5/2010 1:45:00 PM
Sad story, happens too often in this life. Very emotional, Grandparents suffer too. Good work, thanks for sharring. Judy Riley
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