Little ducky

poem by: D'Vina Dietrich
Written on Jan 23, 2022 

Little duck stitched on the pocket of that fluffy yellow robe 
Happiness, giggles and love. 

Turned into 

A shadow of clothes, black eyes and cuts. 
Angry, sad and done with life. 

I was too late to save you. 

And I will forever carry the guilt. 
My little ducky is gone.

 

Tags: Sad, Depressing,

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