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Glenda Vautrin Poem
If they felt anything,
where are the tears?
For Erin.
Where is the grief?
For a little girl lost,
forever.
Never to be anymore.
Copyright © Glenda Vautrin | Year Posted 2009
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Glenda Vautrin Poem
A last goodbye,
is what we all want.
Our last memory,our last farewell.
I hope, i go in peace
no pain, no tears.
Just, fall asleep and never
wake up.
Don't mourn my death
but, celebrate my life.
Not many get a last goodbye
so please, do not cry.
Copyright © Glenda Vautrin | Year Posted 2007
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Glenda Vautrin Poem
The question on
everyone's mind,
will there be justice for Erin?
A littel girl,
who's life is done.
A child, who's life
was so uninmaginable.
So full of suffering,
and pain.
Poor little Erin,
didn't even live, to see her teens.
No freedom, or joy.
Only confinement, and fear.
Her cruel fate,
was in the hands of family.
Little Erin,
is finally safe.
Unfortunately, she had
to die to be free.
And to fine, some peace
Copyright © Glenda Vautrin | Year Posted 2009
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Glenda Vautrin Poem
Don't say your sorry
unless you really mean it.
Other wise,
their only words.
Don't say you love me
if you really don't.
It don't mean a thing,
if you don't feel it.
Don't say you'll try
if you can't.
Please, don't do it, if
you really can't.
If your heart isn't
into it, please
don't say or do it.
Because,soon you'll regret it.
Never do or say anything,
thats againest your will.
Copyright © Glenda Vautrin | Year Posted 2007
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Glenda Vautrin Poem
Do you remember
where you were
when,
So many were dying?
Do you remember
how you felt
when,
They went down.
Do you remember
when smoke filled the sky
and terror filled the streets,
as a nation,looked on.
Do you remember
alot of brave souls
who died,
so others could live.
Copyright © Glenda Vautrin | Year Posted 2007
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Glenda Vautrin Poem
Thanks for being there
when i needed you.
No one was,not like you.
Thanks for listening
when no one else would.
Thanks for caring,
when no one would.
Thanks for showing me,
someone cared.
Because,no one else could.
I can say thanks for everything
but mostly,i want to say
thanks for being you.
Copyright © Glenda Vautrin | Year Posted 2007
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Glenda Vautrin Poem
If only i were , a butterfly
So wild and carefree.
For, if i were a butterfly,
i would fly away from
my troubles and sorrows.
I'd fly away and
ride the breeze.
Letting it carry me,
anywhere it pleased.
Oh what a life,
i'd ive.
If only i were a
butterfly.
No more cloudy days,
of frustration and worry.
Only sunny days of
being wild and carefree.
If only,
I were a butterfly.
Copyright © Glenda Vautrin | Year Posted 2009
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Glenda Vautrin Poem
It's been ahile,
sense you've been gone.
You slipped away,
one day.
It took my life away.
I feel you, everywhere.
In the sunshine,
and in the rain.
I can remember,
with a smile now.
Very little tears,
and sorrow.
As i know you would want.
I feel your presence,
with me.
Where ever i go.
It comforts me,
as i go on.
Reassures me,
I'll never be alone.
Always reminds me,
your here.
Looking after me.
Copyright © Glenda Vautrin | Year Posted 2009
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Glenda Vautrin Poem
Never put a person
on a pedastal.
for soon,they'll let
you down.
for their true colors
will begin to show.
and hurt you,in
more ways than one.
the admiration, will
slowly fade away.
as hurt and resentment
come for a stay.
disappointment will slowly
seep in
crushing all your dreams.
people are people
no matter who we are.
and we are only
human after all.
Copyright © Glenda Vautrin | Year Posted 2009
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Glenda Vautrin Poem
Her pain was,
quite real.
But went unnoticed.
It's been, almost a year.
Sense she, passed on.
The end of her suffering
and, end of her pain.
The end of her, short life.
Came, much too soon
Copyright © Glenda Vautrin | Year Posted 2009
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