A Little Boy Plays
A little boy plays quietly on the floor,
as an elderly woman walks through the door.
The little boy turns a smile on his face,
then the smile vanishes without a trace.
He says " I thought mommy was here to play",
please tell me when mommy will be home to stay.
The older woman with tears in her eyes,
can only answer the boy with unsure lies.
She tells him soon so have no fear,
your mommy loves you and will soon be here.
So with a glimer of hope in this inocent heart,
he waits for the day him and his mommy are no longer apart.
By: Angela Holcomb
Copyright © Angela Holcomb | Year Posted 2011
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