Lost Little Girl…#62

Lost Little Girl

I do not know if you are alive or dead.

I see your face your voice never

Forgotten.

The sun does not rise in the morning, nor

Fade into the west without a thought of you.

I mourn, nights are sleepless and morning

Eyes fill with fire.

No one more cherished, more loved, my

Heart bears scars of torture.  Where are you

My lost little girl?

©elizabethannjohnsonmurphree

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