NOVEMBERCHILD


Novemberchild, you look so sad.
You miss the things you never had.
The warm embrace of a mothers touch.
The gentle soothing of a such.

Novemberchild, you'll learn to cope.
Strengthen your soul with tears of hope.
Winds and rains will never cease.
But keep fighting with me, please.

Novemberchild, my heart's at stake.
Let's live to see the daybreak.
The sun will set and rise once more.
We'll climb the hill, we'll swim to shore.

Novemberchild, my precious pain.
You're the reason I'm still sane.
You're the child inside of me.
I will never set you free.





Poetry by Daybreaker
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Written on 2006-10-05 at 01:39

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Arti
Novemberchild... you hold my heart and my attention like only you can. Beautifully written, you artist you...

"Novemberchild, my heart's at stake"

Wow.
2007-01-02


Lourdes
I am a november child myself . What is it with us , the children born the first of november .. Is it our ghost shadow and Samhain karma that ties us together? This poem means a lot , and more , to me . I saw the trapped girl in every sentence. Thank you daybreaker , for your talent .. and for being one of us ... november the first children .
2006-10-26


Kathy Lockhart
i felt this child was you. take care of him for he is your hope. He will always remain a child. We all need the child of us no matter how old we get. Such a touching and moving poem.
2006-10-05