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Ann Free Spirit | Synopsis | Mother Francis of Rome | Rev. Fr. Thomas Doyle | We Stand By You Rev. Fr. Doyle | A Letter of Hope | A Little Help Fom a Friend | From a Friend | A Priest Doing God's Work | Innocents was Taken | Mr. Savano | Pope John Paul II | Pope John Paul II | Nun Suddened by the Truth | Shield accused nun | Abuse by nun's hands, not God's | Together we Stand | Priest Abusing Nuns | Next to Godliness.. | First Stirke Out | The New Cardinals | Catholic News Site | The Testament Site | Reaching: Out to Stuart & Paul | A Little Child Stands in Line | A Lonly Little Child | Nobody's Child | Rosary Beads in The Hall | I Give You My Hand In Friendship | When I Hear These Things | One More Nights Sleep | If Only | Humpty Dumpty | I Love You | Don't Let Go Until Tomorrow | My Dearest Lover | The Lonely Rose | How Did I Survive???? | Children Need Love | A Friend is What I Want to Find | I Give You My Hand In Friendship | When the Night Comes | Who Am I??? | There Are So Many Tears | Maria, What I see in You | Re-abuse | You Were Always Here With me | Fear Within 2003 | Elvis!!! | My Life Was Stolen From Me | God Is My Witness | I want My Freedom From My Torment & Pain | Give Me my Time to Heal. | Nuclear War | When the nuns had their fates | How do They Live With Themseleves? | Re-abuse 2002 | We Want Our Faith Back | Spiritual Abuse | My Faith was Strong | Trust was Broken | I Cry Each Day | Bless me Father | Hear our Cries | The nuns Picked on the same children | Apologize to us | Like Saints and Martyrs | Half Truths | Tell The World the Truth | No More Lies | Nun wrongly claimed dead | Hurt so Bad | Acknowledgment & Justice | Innocent Unwanted Children of Nazareth House | My Family | Our Wedding Day 1965 | My Son Robert 1 | My Son Robert II | My Daughter Joanne | My Daughter Rachel | My Daughter Bridget | My Four Grand Children | My Mother's Family | Mother I | Mother I

My Daughter Joanne

My Daughter Joanne

While I carried my little baby

her grand father would touch

my tummy and say

How is my

Little Twinkle Toes?

so from then on

Twinkle Toes

was Joanne’s nick name.


Joanne was a dainty girl

Who was very confident

And so advanced

for her age

hence a teacher who taught Joanne

in her intermediate years

held her back

as he told me, for her own good


She was so bright and confident

     in ever thing she put her hands too

She had many school friends

some are still friends today


    She loved to dress up in pretty frocks

With her hair in rollers every day


I take today and to say publicly

How much


On our way to town one very hot day

And as we passed our Hilltop Dairy

We brought ice-creams for our two little children

Robert and Joanne

We brought Robert a Boysenberry ice-cream

And Joanne’s Father asked Joanne

If she wanted a Girlsenberry ice-cream


Well to see a little girl’s face light up

Was great to see

but it was not to last long

as there was no Girlsenberry ice-cream

We then had a ice-cream

Made up with all of the different flavors

And she knew that it was not

A Girlsenberry ice-cream


So there was this little girl with

an ice-cream in one hand

and holding her dad’s hand

with the other hand

while walking down into town

screaming and crying all the way

because there was no Girlsenberry ice-cream.


My Little  daughter, Joanne

Grew up to be an attracted teenage girl

And a beautiful Lady

Who holds her head high

With pride

As she stride to

Achieved  her ambition

Having a strong desire

To success




You have been

And still are to me

A lovely caring daughter

It has always being hard for me

to show you

how much I really do love

and care for you


So my little girl, Joanne

Look at your son today

And how much you love him

I too love you tenfold more


My daughter Joanne