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A Little Boy Cries

A Little Boy Cries In a corner of the woods A little boy cries Head on his knees He coves up his eyes Lost and confused He tries to manage a smile But with the news he got He doesn’t know how Seems his father up and left And forever went away Leaving him and his mother Without a word to say After years of lies He finally told the truth He didn’t want to be tied down He wanted to live his youth Than in a moment three young lives Were suddenly forever changed All the dreams they had Were forever rearranged The father went one way To manage on his own The two left behind Struggled to unite a divided home When things got too rough His momma would seem oh so sad At times it would seemed Hope was all they had But through the grace of God They made it on their own With a lot of hard work And a high interest loan Years went slowly by Like a turn of a page Now that little boy Is nineteen years of age But every now and then That boy wants to cry When he watches his mother Still struggle to get by Growing up without a dad Sure has took a mighty toll At times he strongly thinks It was ripped out his soul But despite his heartbreaking loss He’s determined to not give in To the lack of self confidence That nags him now and then This once desperate little boy Has grown-up to be a man Learning from his fathers mistakes He vowed to make a stand But alone in the dark He still feels so weak And after all of these years His eyes still spring a leak At times he still wishes He could open wings and fly To a different land Beneath the golden sky Where his pain and suffering Would magically be gone And hope and happiness Would be rising with the dawn This little boy of nineteen At times still needs to hide So I tell him to go feely And spread his wings wide Fly away oh so freely Fly away towards the sun Fly away in an instant Fly away my beautiful son

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 5/1/2011 11:44:00 AM
So many inactive fathers and a few mothers too. Sad, sad poem...
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Date: 5/1/2011 11:30:00 AM
a beautiful and very sad piece you wrote, touching deep into the heart. My mom and dad got a divorce when i was 3 years old, so i grew up without a dad. i can relate to this poem.
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