Heard someone
call your name
in a crowded market, Angel.
“Angel!”
they cried in vain.
“Has anyone seen
my little girl?”
There must be some mistake.
Not her child that was lost –
but mine.
Then I realise. Only then
it hits me. Fifty-two
you’d be by this time.
So cruel I’ll never know
the colour of your hair,
or if your eyes were brown
or blue.
They told me not to look
when you were born.
They, who disposed of you
like yesterday’s papers.
Heard someone
call your name
in a crowded market, Angel.
“Angel!”
they cried in vain.
“Has anyone seen
my little girl?”
But they hadn’t.
Nor had I.
I wrote a poem, called,
“Angels Don’t Die”.
Oh, but they do ...
Wrapped up
in the Evening News.

Comments
Nathan Bednarek | April 26, 2009 - 23:06
I must say that I am rarely touched by a poem. I usually approach literature of any kind without much emotional attachment. The only writing that I respond to emotionally is the one that literary force me to react.
Guess what, that is how this poem affected me.
The structure is perfect and the piece flows beautifully. Despite the fact that this poem is ‘stretched’ out, it is actually a short piece, but that's what makes it so effective.
This short and 'skinny' poem is almost 'obese' with meaning and emotion. ;-)
I hope you understand what I’m trying to say.
In short- it's wonderful ;-D
Love, Nathan xox
lenchenelf | April 27, 2009 - 00:01
Very, very good atb Lena
chuck | April 27, 2009 - 01:13
Beautiful and unbearably sad.
Dynamaso | April 27, 2009 - 05:41
Tina, the last stanza had me gulping back tears, such is the power of this piece.
sarah wilson | April 27, 2009 - 08:58
Sadness is often beautiful and this piece is very beautiful. x
Bradene | April 27, 2009 - 14:18
This poem took me back 43 years to my own awful experience. It has such a ring of truth in it. Beautifully written Tina. Val x
MistakenMagic | April 27, 2009 - 15:07
Some beautiful, breath-taking lines in this Tina! I'm speechless - the last stanza just blew me away!
Magic xxx
Yazmin | April 27, 2009 - 16:41
This truly did touch my heart, absolutely beautifully written
Yaz xx
Silver Spun Sand | April 28, 2009 - 11:14
Nathan, thank you so much for your in-depth look at my poem. What other's think, is invaluable, always and I much appreciate. And yes, I understood entirely what you were getting at.
I was moved to write this poem by a visit to our tiny village cemetry on Sunday last, to lay some flowers on late neighbour's grave. In the corner of the churchyard is a small area reserved for 'the little ones' and I couldn't help but think, as I picked my way between the flowers and teddy bears,etc. how much it must mean to parents to have something tangible to remember their baby by. Unlike so many in the past that have nothing - not even memories.
Tina x
Silver Spun Sand | April 28, 2009 - 11:15
Lena, much appreciate your reading and your more than encouraging comment:-)
Tina
Silver Spun Sand | April 28, 2009 - 11:15
Chuck, thanks so much.
Tina
Silver Spun Sand | April 28, 2009 - 11:18
Dynamaso - my thanks to you.
Tina
Silver Spun Sand | April 28, 2009 - 11:19
Val - this must have been hard for you to read, let alone comment on, and I thank for your words.
Tina xx
Silver Spun Sand | April 28, 2009 - 11:21
Gosh, I hope I didn't blow you away too far:-) We would all miss you. I don't think so though. You are certainly one young lady who has her feet firmly on the ground;-)
Thanks for your words and for reading.
Tina xxx
Silver Spun Sand | April 28, 2009 - 11:22
Yazmin, thanks so very much:-)
Tina xx
jennifer | May 1, 2009 - 09:56
Extremely moving and sad, my tears are welling as I type, beautiful,
J x
Silver Spun Sand | May 2, 2009 - 11:28
Jennifer, thank you for reading and for your words.
T x
threeleafshamrock | May 4, 2009 - 09:24
Wonderfully emotive, heartbreakingly sad and REAL! Beautiful piece of writing; one of your best Tina and truly unforgettable.
Chris XX
Silver Spun Sand | May 4, 2009 - 15:23
Chris, my sincere thanks to you:-)
Tina xxx