Early Morning

          This is a poem I wrote a couple of days ago in honor of those who died in the shooting on Friday. I' m not very good a poetry, but I wanted to write something in remembrance of all those who died on that day.

Early Morning                                                                                                     12-15-12

Dedicated to Emilie Parker, who was killed in the school shooting in Newton, Connecticut, on December 14^th, 2012.

Early morning

Sunrise smile

I twirl her around

She’s such a big girl now

Already six years old

But my girl Emilie, she’ll always be

Daddy’s little girl to me

Early morning

Off to school

She turns and she smiles

Oh how I love that girl

My little angel, walking away

Never could I’ve guessed

That this would be her last day

Early morning

Spent in class

Dreaming through the clear glass

When suddenly there was a shot

And a child fell, blood running hot

Screams and cries filled the air

As a man took lives without a care

Bullets flew, met their target

As he shot them, his feelings forgotten

Blood spilt, life fled

Till all lay on the floor, shot dead

Then with a cry,

The gunman aimed

His vile weapon at his heart

Took his own life in his hands

And with it, bade his soul depart

Early morning

The air is filled

With the cries of the mourning

Of loved ones still

Life is now fraught

With the pain and anguish

That evil has wrought

Life has been lost

Families broken

Hearts wracked with grief

As we remember those taken

But in the midst of the pain,

We hear a small voice

Reminding us not to fear

Evil has not won this time

We’ll again be with those we hold dear

They are gone on, to a better place

Surrounded by God’s unending grace

Early morning

Sun breaking through

As I thank God for His mercies anew

My heart is still wracked with grief

But I have now come to this belief

I will see my Emilie again

Twirl her around in the wind

Hold her close to my heart

And never, ever, shall we part.