Mommy's been missing for awhile now, I wonder where she is.
I told the police everything I know, she is definitely missed.
I sleep in her bed every night hoping she will find me.
Daddy sits in the kitchen and drinks til the bottle is done. He won't be better til she's let free.
Nothing is the same anymore, since mommy's been gone.
I wonder why the big bad men took her, its been too long.
I heard the policeman tell daddy that maybe she is dead.
Daddy yelled and said " don't tell me something like that, I love her and I'm not giving up"! That be said.
Weeks have turned into months and finally she was found.
There was no movements in her body, not even a sound.
Daddy had to go down to the police station to identify her body, that's been knifed at.
When he saw her, he screamed and shouted " how could anyone do something like that?"
He nodded his head to the police to say yes, that is my wife.
She had scrapes all over her body, the marks of a knife.
She was blue in color and that did not look like the mommy I knew!
The day of her burial, daddy could not stop crying.
It's almost like a part of him is left dying.
Nothing will ever be the same for us, with mommy gone.
We may have found her, but in reality we never won.
The day they took her away, we lost ourselves too.
We will be burying mommy today, but her memories will live through!
Nobody, will ever forget the woman we all knew.
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