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Her fears had triumphed,

Her hopes had been dashed

to oblivion.

No finger to clutch she strode forlorn.

Unaware. Guilty. Tears had worn 

the innocent eyes.

The once cheerful world unfamiliar,

Yearned his voice she’d again hear

Whelming the noise.

“ They pulled at her pig-tail. ”

The swarms jostled his frail,

His little darling.

He found her. He had to.  

His grasp on her finger stronger since

She doesn’t mind.

I love you daddy,

I am nothing without you.

Please don’t ever lose me again.