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Camp E-How-Kee
From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By Poet's Page Poems More Next Poem1070 / 5323 Previous Poem Camp E-How-Kee. ? Autoplay Camp E-How-Kee as a child had it's dark side as well. Paul Butler is doing life for robbery i know. He was black and seemed like a nice kid back then, he was the token in our small group of whites with him it numbered ten. Fat Jack..Jack Thomas died in Florida...

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Categories: foster care, 12th grade,
Form: Bio
28 Days and Counting
For this short time, We had found our lives, Because the council had tried to compromise. The payed for our B ‘n’ B, In the centre of Bournemouth, Right by the sea, The days began to deteriorate, Just like my moms weight. As did her money, her energy and her hope, These responsibilities became too much to cope. On the 26th of the month, 2 ladies...

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Categories: foster care, childhood, cry, family, goodbye,
Form: Rhyme



Bitter Sweet
Dedicated to a special boy who was my foster brother for a while. Bitter Sweet Our memories are locked inside my chest, Just knowing you, I am extremely blessed. When you entered my life, you made your mark, Your presence filled...

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Categories: foster care, brother, love,
Form: Verse
Premium Member Holes
There are holes in my heart with liquid love running through I can't save it from flowing or keep it for you It's not that I'm selfish you know that to be true I have been turned away too many times And the damage that I hold close is a lifetime That cripples all that I do for a very...

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Categories: foster care, care, caregiving, children, forgiveness,
Form: Rhyme
Foster Care Rocks
old blue old yellow last pair again no chicks hatch foster parents work This refers to a successful non-extinction story. Back in the...

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Categories: foster care, bird,
Form: Haiku



Foster Care
Foster children move from place to place, with memories that walk the night alone. Nor is the love their's that they must embrace, Yet most survive with a paculiar grace. Even though their hearts turn to stone as they move from place to place, Perhaps within themselves, they find a space, To furnish as they would a mobile home. Finding scraps of things...

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Categories: foster care, life, sadlove,
Form: I do not know?
Foster Care
I am in foster care It's like i was assign to a dare being in foster care is not fair i am always left out and i cry not doubt people laugh at me and now i am starting to see that being in foster care just was not ment to be i pack my bags i hit the road while carrying...

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Categories: foster care, family, life, love, care,
Form: Rhyme

Book: Reflection on the Important Things