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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required There sits a little boy at the bus stop Who watches the rain drops. He smiles on the outside, to show how brave he is. Yet On the inside he lets his tears run deep like the Nile River. As he realizes, that he is lonely without his mother. He gazes at the rainy streets, and wonders why he has been abandoned. He stares at the passing cars with sad eyes, because they seem to be just like him -just lost lambs trying to find their way home People walk by him, some stop and talk. Others just keep on walking, afraid they might actually give a damn. To him, all men seem like hollow mannequins, because he grew up fatherless. The women just seem like after images of his beloved mother. As more and more people pass by him. He asks them, “Have you seen my mother?” None answer him As he asks them again, “Have you seen my mother?” He tells them that, “she is beautiful, as beautiful as the morning sun” They just laugh at him, in disbelief. As the wind blows, and rain falls harder, he starts to cough Finally, a good bystander said he’d had enough. And he tells the boy, “I’ll take you to your mother.” They search, and search as the rain pounds on them. Finally they arrive at the house. He rings the doorbell. A woman answers the door. He tells her “I’ve found your little boy, left alone and asking for you.” She replied “My son died 7 years ago, waiting for me at a bus stop”. He looks around to see the boy. But he was nowhere to be found. As he leaves he hears a voice say, “I just wanted to see my mother and to grant her, her wish of happiness. Please treat her well”. “Would you like to come in?” she asks “Yes,” he says with a smile.
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