Poetry by Kyra Lee

A child remembers a horrific incident that was instigated by child abuse

A few weeks ago my very much loved Poppy Died of Lung Cancer. It all happened so fast as if I blinked and he was gone. So I decided to write this poem for him to let him no how I feel. I know before he died hearing that a song was made for him made him so glad we sang it at his funeral. I thought I would make him even happier by writing him a poem. I love you so much Poppy and We will always Be together. ¢¾love Kyra xxx