September 27, 2012
By Anonymous

She's been there.
Since time began.
She's like a sister.
Always there for me.

I see her.
In my mind.
I worry about her.
All the time.

I found out.
That she is pregnant.
With a child.
I told her.
'You're only 17!'
She does not know.
What to.

I keep praying for her.
Everyday and night.
Hoping that she will.
Soon see light.

The author's comments:
I wrote this poem about my adopted sister. She's been going thorugh dark times. I will try to help her as much as I can.

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