This was a poem I wrote back in 1973 (before you were all born!)

It was after seeing a documentary, Gale is Dead, on the BBC about a young girl, Gabrielle, who was known as Gale. She was a beautiful child but when she was a young teenager, she took her own life.

The verses tell the story. I wrote it as a song and the last verse was the bridge. I think it is really not needed, agreed?
 
I fished this out after reading Hutmaster's poem of the boy locked in a chicken coop.
The terrible things the human race does to children!