Krish Radhakrishna Poet Rhyme

Our Little Daughter

They know she disappeared from the play ground,
her jumper was found on merry go round,
Dad looked everywhere in the park he could, 
every day remote hope, return she would,
ten years since that sad day, their eyes still search,
In crowds amongst strangers in malls and church,
A face would someday approach with a smile,
by instinct would know her, although a while,
Would hug their daughter ardently once more,
she was alive somewhere and come ashore,
Her room awaits her as she left that day,
‘Clutching at straws’, she will find her way!

Kai Michael Neumann
“Clutching at straws“ poetry contest
written 11/September/2020
inspired by disappearance of little Madeline M

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Panagiota Romios September 13, 2020 at 6:50 PM Goid luck Krish..what a story! Wow Panagiota xx Krish Radhakrishna September 13, 2020 at 9:51 PM Thanks Pangie! Hope all is well and getting better where you live!!

Tom Cunningham September 11, 2020 at 11:06 PM Every parents worst nightmare Krish, the day it happens your life freezes, you cant move on and try and keep things as they are. Good luck Tom Krish Radhakrishna September 11, 2020 at 11:13 PM Thanks Tom!I hope there are electronic tags on children to stop this from happening!