A Poem for Kelsey
My name is Kelsey, I'm only two. I'm way too young to know right from wrong, I can barely sing a children's song. When
you hurt me, why can't you see, I don't understand, I'm not even three. I try to walk: "Can't!" My little body's black
and blue and now you have taken my family too. I love my daddy and he loves me, Grandma, PaPa, where can you be? I don't
forget, I think of you and when I'm hurt, your love shines through. It's dark in here, I can't go on.... No! Wait! There's
light, an angel's song. I feel God's hand lift me away, he has the perfect place to play. I know you hurt, I see your
tears, but only God knows why I'm here. Daddy, I'm okay, my body's new and I will never, ever forget you. My name was
Kelsey.
Connie Mathews
Kelsey's great-aunt
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