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Dear Sir by Danny B. Bourg
I'm writing you this letter, but you don't know my name I need to know the reasons, that in my path you came I'm not being myself lately, I can't get any rest So I decided to write you, to ease my mind, at best
I'm a six year old little girl, with ponytails Sometimes I act grown up, and I paint my nails I love playing with dolls, I play kitchen too There's so many things, for a little girl to do
But lately in my life, there's been a lot of change It happened so fast, I'm left with a feeling so strange So far away, from my life that used to be The things that were normal, now are hard to see
I miss my Mother and Father, most of all Playing hide-and-go-seek, running down the hall Did you know my birthday, was only ten days away? I'm sorry, I forgot you don't know me, forgive me I pray
I was playing in my front yard, my back to the street A noise so loud, then I was swiped off my feet If you don't recognize me now, after this letter you've read Because of your drinking and driving, I'm dead
Danny B. Bourg © 2007 |