The woods he took me The night was rainy and cold; I went on my own free will Yet, never would I, if I knew I'd never grow old. Oh the pain, my God it's real I wish only I had knew; That if I went I'd never again see you. Oh mom, the pain Please know that I was strong; I fought with might I knew I had did nothing wrong. The tears I cried For help there was none; If only I had known I would have carried a gun. I cried out loud I tried to get away; Yet, he was stronger and feared Others might believe what I had to say. Left to die, in the wilderness and cold For I was all alone; The Angels I saw then I knew I'd soon be home. Mom, please understand I'm safe now, the pain is no longer there; One day many will know the truth Of the pain that we share. The strength of wings And Eagles of might; Will know the truth Of what happened that night. My love is in your heart Please feel my heavenly touch; Know that you aren't alone Mom, I love you so much. Copyright @ April 5, 2001 by Diane L. Klauck
Reason for writing:
I wrote this poem in tribute to a girl of long ago. Raped/molested by her Uncle and somehow she mysteriously got killed. My heart goes out to her and her family. For many may not know the truth and actual events. Regretfully to say that this happens more than many realize in America and this is so sad. God bless her family and anyone who reads this poem. Speaking out is hard but sometimes we need to do it anyway. It may help a person that we have not yet met.
Birth sign: Virgo
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