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With her breast to my chest

Little Willow, she pressed

And her heart I could feel

All the pain it conceals

Of things yet put to rest.

But no words can undo

The shit she went through

No advice or quick tips

No sound from my lips

Just hold her, its all I could do

And in that silence we lay

No motions in play

Allowing crying eyes to dry

With respect I not pry

And hold back my desires that day.

In the future I know

Little Willow will grow

Even stronger you see

Not with help from me

But wisdom from tragedy shown

~RWH