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Cottage Angel


In this cottage surrounded by nature and beauty,

there are so many things that seem unruly.

This nice little house is grey and green,

overgrown with vines and leaves.

 

Don't let this view fool you,

this place is not abandoned.

It's filled with many memories,

saddened and understanding.

 

Many years ago at the well in the back,

a little boy of four, fell and never came back.

The well was unused, untouched for quite a while,

but down, down he fell till his head hit the water.

 

His family was distraught,

and they quickly left without a thought.

Poor Grandma Jane, 

left thinking it was her fault.

 

She lives there alone now, all by herself.

The beautiful cottage belongs to someone else.

It belongs to the angel, who wears all black,

the one that took Kyle and never looked back.

 

The house is peaceful, as Grandma Jane waits,

for this cottage angel to take her away.

 

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Jan Wienen
<p>Thank you ... my heart weeps ...</p>
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<p>A few years ago a little boy I knew named Kyle, was at his grandmother&#39;s house on vacation.</p><p>And he was playing outside in the backyard and he fell in the well. Nobody realized at the</p><p>time that he was missing until long after he had already drowned. It was a very sad day</p><p>for everyone involved and I wrote this poem for his mother recently for the 4 year anniversery of his death.</p>

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