Dee Daffodil - I Found Her

I found her in a phone booth
Dressed in jammies and a jacket
Eyes brimming with tears
Goose-egg lump on her head
Blood around her mouth
From where he'd popped her

There she was...a frail little thing
Shaking from the cold...
Or from fear...
I never exactly know which

So she told me
That he had done this
Several times before
But she just couldn't take any more
So she'd left...in slippers...she'd left

And I felt the bile that is anger
Rise up in me
And I felt myself thinking
That I could offer a final solution
To all of her problems
And it would be cheap and tidy
Well...ok...maybe not so tidy...

But then my conscience
Got the best of me
And I took her some place safe
And part of me half said a prayer
That maybe in his drunken rage
Buddy might just slip up
And turn his anger on himself...
Instead of on her...
And he would do us all a favour

Dee Daffodil (HW) March 1,2007

Dee Daffodil

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