A baby was born, but has not
felt her mother's love
Her mother is sick
a heroin addict
But the angels watch over her
from heaven above
Blessing each giver indeed
that help meet this baby's needs
So, that when she leaves this
cold, sterile place
She feels the love and comfort
of her grandparents embrace
That I have to post this upsets me:
My poems are copyright. I am sharing my
poems for you to read not for you to
post willy-nilly to a website, in
your newsletter or anywhere else with out
my permission. I am available, leave me a
message. Especially to those who change
the name of my poem and not give proper
credit. You should be ashamed!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very sad tale! it is unfortunate that the little angel is not able to relish the love or warmth of its mother! For the time being, it is substituted by the love of its grand parents! Hope things will straighten up in course of time and its mother will come out of her addiction and fulfill her obligations to the baby!