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Feb 2018
Driving on their way home
Was a man and his child
who was on her phone

The young girl spotted
something on the way
she yelled for him
to stop right away

Her dad turned the radio off
and brought the car to a stop

noticed that it was a child as well
she looked to be about twelve

The young girl got into the car
She said, "I do not live that far"

The girl said,
I hope my mother
will not be mad
The dad said,
I bet she's  actually sad

They drove just a couple of miles
when the girl said,
"that's my house"

He pulled the car in the driveway
and just as he turned away

The girl quickly jumped out
and ran toward her house

There was a light at the door
and then he walked on the porch

He said,
You must be the childs mother
I had picked up your daughter.

she was walking
alone on the road
just a few miles up
from your home

The woman said,
My daughter was gone
for a long time
I have been going out of my mind
She went walking alone one day
I was coming home a little late

By the time I got home
she was already gone

I became so afraid
I began looking for her that day

I called out her name
and looked everyday
but I still could not find Jane

I was told she would not be back
someone had found her backpack
and there was a blood stain track

The track did not lead to her
but they found a piece of her skirt
that I made just for her

Thank you for bringing her home
cause her soul has been
wondering alone

for eight years now  
on that lonely
dark road
H A Vitatoe
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H A Vitatoe  43/F
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