A tiny teeny little weenie
no bigger then my thumb...

Tread softly onto my fragile heart
for my wounds have not yet healed...

She sat upon her daddy's lap
her eyes were filled with tears...

Your sorry ass, you make me sick
disgust is all I feel...

Don\'t hold your breath for me to break
I caught you in the flesh...

The snow keeps falling down
its blanket blinds me...

I cannot tell you truthfully
of whom my heart belongs...

I read my daughters poem
boy was it funny...

Unable to erase you from
memory...