Kylie Mcgrenera Poet Free verse

And Little Boy Number Two

Little boy number two
Felt the coldness from the air
That was breathed from the family
That grieved and was fighting for two to 
Survive something new 
And scary and horrible and dismal
The unthinkable and impossible

All along boy number two played alone 
In his gated room that felt bigger and emptier
Than when he lived with his brother
And nobody took notice on little boy number three
Who had become seen
With the figurine he kept warm
from his little fingers he held on tightly
The pair of them would never be alone again

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