Friday, May 23, 2008

A new beginning...

They lived in the building, thatched,
Kids, with family dreams farfetched,
Parents, who by fate were snatched,
Living on life, almost as if detached,
They went on not once they kvetched,
A little boy there, had once sketched,
His mom's picture, in his mind etched,
One day, though, he was to be fetched,
A family who had grown quite attached,
The day, when he was to be dispatched,
He took along, a shell slightly blotched,
And a discarded soapbox, mismatched,
Rubber soles, in his shoes, very patched.
Comic book, with pages coming detached,
A postcard, that was never dispatched,
All in his tiny box, he held, securely latched,
On one hand, these memories, he clutched,
The other, toward his new mom, he stretched!

3 comments:

  1. I imagine adoption is hard on some children but, I have to hope they find happiness in the end. Nice job. Have a nice day.

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  2. very well expressed thoughts..keep them coming.

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  3. This I liked much, very nice. BTW, you were listed awhile ago, except I had got your link wrong, sorry. But just corrected it.

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