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A poem about A women that has lost all hope. |
| A Touch Of Hope An angel sits on a park bench, Watching over a weary soul, The fragile woman feels abandoned, Life has not been good to her, The angel delicately put's her hand on the women` s quivering shoulder, It's not your time to go, The angel softly whispers in the women `s ear, A sending from the park bench, The women drops the revolver in a nearby trash can. |