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Feb 2019
To the girl who died young,
Who left the world
When she had to play with dolls and bears.
Who went too early
Who was
A best friend
A classmate
A daughter
And a student.
Little birdie, you went too early.
I know you had dreams
To touch the stars in your spaceship,
and
Go to Paris when you turn 21.
I know you wanted to celebrate your 18th birthday with your girl gang.
I also know you wanted to achieve that gold trophy.
But, yet, little birdie, you went too early.
I know mom promised to get you
your favourite dollhouse,
If you get well soon.
I know dad said, he'll take you to Disneyland,
once you get well soon.
And you promised your best friend
That you'll come back to school soon.
But, the words never turned into actions.
Little birdie, you went too early.
If they cry for hours and days,
Would you come back to eat the birthday cake?
Would you come back to hug mommy once again?
Would you come back to watch the movies again?
Would you come back for daddy's gift again?

Dear little birdie,
Why did you leave too early?
kiran goswami
Written by
kiran goswami  18/F
(18/F)   
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