depression · love

Grief

Phil Lister

My baby

Why my baby?

What did he ever do?

He’s so small

He couldn’t hurt

He couldn’t fight

He couldn’t kill

Defenseless

He looked up at me

Arms begging to be cradled

Eyes willing for love

AND YOU TOOK HIM

Published by Phil Lister

Please comment, talk to me! Poet that loves to rhyme and interaction with readers is everything!

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