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Mothers of Beslan
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Tina | Report | 10 Sep 2004 19:34 |
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Bridget your poem is so touching, why dont you send it to a national newspaper and maybe they could get it printed out in beslan. it would let them know that so many people are grieving for them. Tina |
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JackyJ1593 | Report | 10 Sep 2004 17:38 |
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Jacky xx |
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Stephanie | Report | 10 Sep 2004 17:17 |
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what a thoughtful poem. your heart breaks for them doesnt it. |
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Auntie Peanut | Report | 10 Sep 2004 17:15 |
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That is so beautiful Bridget, thank you. I just can't begin to imagine the sadness there. Norah xx |
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Sandra | Report | 10 Sep 2004 15:55 |
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bridget beautiful words for such a sad loss god bless all, sleep tight sandra |
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Lisa | Report | 10 Sep 2004 15:53 |
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how lovely bridget .i could not imagine how they felt when they could not get to their children to comfort them.that will haunt them for the rest of their livesx): |
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Nanna Gaynor (June nr Preston's Daughter) | Report | 10 Sep 2004 15:53 |
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That is beautiful - We are thinking of you - Night night God Bless little ones G xxx |
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bridan | Report | 10 Sep 2004 15:50 |
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Oh, mothers of Beslam,for you our hearts bleed. In one tragic day you were brought to your knees. What started out as a happy bright day. Saw the seeds of your lions brutally taken away. Those dreams for your children, locked in your heart. Like sands in the wind, blown apart. Your children’s, children never to see. Nor to hold and comfort on a nana’s worn knee. While our culture and language may not be the same. No barriers exist in a mother’s pain. Yet, nothing we can say or do. Can ease the pain, help see you through. The sorrow, heartbreak, and tears that we shed. For your children, gunned and mowed down as they fled. Across the miles we send this prayer. May your God enfold you in his care. And help to heal your hearts so sore. For your precious children who are no more. |
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