Grandson

He was ten years old this year
Although he's not around,
He didn't get to play,
Or to hear a single sound.

He didn't know of laughter
And he never read a book,
He never saw a sunrise
Or played beside a brook.

He new nothing of baseball
Or exciting hockey games
He never had a chance,
And he never had a name.

He didn't know of Birthdays'
Or  Christmas white with snow,
He didn't know when Winter comes
That autumn has to go.

In a city hospital
As the morning light grew near,
One medical procedure
Made sure he wasn't here. 


Lynn Barany
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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September 29, 2012 at 10:05 AM
So moving written poem..... wish you a good weekend. - Love oxox Anne-Lise :)
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