Poetry of Life Poet Hampy Nichols

Poetry of Life Poet

My 1st daughters funeral

Conceived from lust
for love was not.
A case of rape
a child was brought.

A child not meant
for the world today,
for the hands of fate
were at play.

Still in the womb
she entered our lives,
but God knew best
the body died.

A child was lost
to his greater plan,
but never our love
for the child Cheyenne.

BY: Hampy Nichols

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