From Last Night

Mar 01, 2005 08:24


Don't you laugh at me...

Small feet, small hands, small face
Resting his small body on grace
Can't move well,
Can't sleep well,
Doesn't eat well
Or breathe well,
Just kind of sits there holding on,
Hoping in a minute he won't be gone.
Little boy, so young and so needed.
Too bad his spirit seems defeated.
Can't move now,
Can't sleep now,
Doesn't eat now
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anonymous March 2 2005, 00:49:49 UTC
I love you Squeaky

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bluedairyqueen March 2 2005, 13:15:27 UTC
Sowie bout da toitle...

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