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Nov 10, 2008
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A parent's nightmare.....
I walked with my daughter to the store today,
on this morning that was cold, wet, and gray.
It started like most days that came before,
and I certainly expected it to be little more.
We took our two dog's with us for the walk,
off we went laughing and skipping while we talked.
My princess was excited as I knew she would be.
She asked me for candy and I told her we would see.
Done we were and almost on our way,
ready to say our good bye till another day.
And then this large looming figure arrived,
with it a spark to my memory was revived.
I knew his face right away,
I just saw a flyer the other day.....
He failed to notice my alarm or Glare,
"I like your poodle" he said with a stare.
I looked him in the eye's and saw his lie,
my little girl was one that had caught his eye.
My heart skipped a beat as I grabbed for my daughter.
That man has already taken little souls for the slaughter.
I raced home to the safe haven of all that is familiar,
I had to know if it was him, or just someone similar.
The information web is what I turned on,
as I hoped and prayed that I was all wrong.
But there he was in all his ugly plainness,
A predator who is no longer just nameless.
I may not sleep tonight or tomorrow,
I may need a little courage to borrow.
But mark my words and know they are true,
If you come near my daughter, I will Fucking kill you.
written on 11/10/08
on this morning that was cold, wet, and gray.
It started like most days that came before,
and I certainly expected it to be little more.
We took our two dog's with us for the walk,
off we went laughing and skipping while we talked.
My princess was excited as I knew she would be.
She asked me for candy and I told her we would see.
Done we were and almost on our way,
ready to say our good bye till another day.
And then this large looming figure arrived,
with it a spark to my memory was revived.
I knew his face right away,
I just saw a flyer the other day.....
He failed to notice my alarm or Glare,
"I like your poodle" he said with a stare.
I looked him in the eye's and saw his lie,
my little girl was one that had caught his eye.
My heart skipped a beat as I grabbed for my daughter.
That man has already taken little souls for the slaughter.
I raced home to the safe haven of all that is familiar,
I had to know if it was him, or just someone similar.
The information web is what I turned on,
as I hoped and prayed that I was all wrong.
But there he was in all his ugly plainness,
A predator who is no longer just nameless.
I may not sleep tonight or tomorrow,
I may need a little courage to borrow.
But mark my words and know they are true,
If you come near my daughter, I will Fucking kill you.
written on 11/10/08
— DawningDaytripper, Nov 10, 2008
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iampoetry
17 years 7 months ago
WHOA
infinite_dwarf
17 years 7 months ago
Daytripper
Lonnie
17 years 7 months ago
Even bad things inspire good poems!
Rett
17 years 7 months ago
Jiminy Cricket! That would scare heck out of me
tbeaudet
17 years 7 months ago
Tattoos
tbeaudet
17 years 7 months ago
Yes, plenty of reason for concern
themoonman
17 years 7 months ago
Dawning...
themoonman
17 years 6 months ago
Your welcome...
Linda Moses
17 years 7 months ago
Dawn
Robert Melliard
17 years 6 months ago
Nightmares, temporary and permanent
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