This Poem was Submitted By: Ellen K Lewis On Date: 2001-03-06 22:09:11 . . . Click Here To Mail this Poem to a Friend!

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Familiar Disguises

Grandma had a secret. She made mama promise not to tell. Now their little secret turns up a living hell. Papa had the answer but he  didn't own a gun. The family thought it'd be better if we all just held our tongues. And now, my daughter's daughter, asks who hung upon the cross.? My Grama always smiled, and said it happens... to the best of us. All good children go to Heaven all the naughty ones burn in hell god knows the little children who obey and never..!.. tell. That's why I know I'll be in Heaven and I know they won't be there. All the uncles in my family liked to bother little girls. Little girls.. are angels, if they want to be. I was always special as I'd sit up on his knee. I'd get the finest treasures a little girl could have. I was spoiled by his pleasures and I wallowed in his love. Yes, everybody loved me when I was a little girl. We were a happy family when Grampa lived next door.

Copyright © March 2001 Ellen K Lewis

Additional Notes:
Pure fiction. Any similarities are accidental. ....by the way, children wear a clever disguise...the mentioning of Heaven/ heaven is in no disrespect to Him.


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