The Orphan Comments
My father and mother are dead,
Nor friend, nor relation I know;
And now the cold earth is their bed,
And daisies will over them grow.
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Jane, Now it is our dear friends who will be our family. I know exactly what you say. This is part of life. Life is a mystery to be lived and perhaps not a mystery to be solved. - Shirley
This is a very touching poem. It really gets me anytime I read it
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7/24/2025 8:18:11 PM # 1.0.0
I cast my eyes up to the sky, I groan'd, though I said not a word; Yet GOD was not deaf to my cry, The Friend of the fatherless heard. Very nice poem full of emotion. tony