Alice Unloved Part Two

July and a baseball shatters boarded glass Finding its way into the lap of the lass Tommy too young and boyishly brave Enters the old house to discover her grave There sit the bones of the little girl Rocking gently after the baseball whirl He looked upon her skeleton face Her tatter clothes barely on place And on the tiny wrist a bracelet plain Just five blue letters that spelled her name Without a thought Tommy spoke out loud "Alice" he said innocently with a broken smile The letters on the bracelet seem to lift in a cloud Rising into the mist while the cracks howl Alice was free and her letters of blue Sparkle into the light than into the sun flew Tommy wet his pants and forgot his quest He fled for his life but he freed Alice.