Lost

My happy feet tried to catch up with his pace
Appetizing smells swirling out of street cafes
Chattering crowd bumping in to us in void
Almost missing me trying to cross

Holding his hand as tight as I could
My red shoes almost jingled as I soared the tiled floor
Chattering faces coming and go
Was this a dream or a nightmare I tried to solve

A little wet kitten shivering by the barber’s door
I let go off his supporting hand and  swiftly dissolve
It was too late when I knew I was by my own
Looking up and down the street just brought me terror

The little kitty and me were both greatly ignored
By people rushing to somewhere perhaps more of worth
I cried and he meowed a very loud song
We cuddled and snuffled as sky changed color and the stars rose

The barber closing his shop, noticed us both
 tossed a penny where we had desperately parked
He came closer and I think that’s when he saw
We were no beggars but rather much lost
My daddy was called in and took me home safe
I had a new friend, I called him “Mr. Snuggle”

Feb 2, 2016
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Allison Avatar
February 3, 2016 at 11:57 AM
fabulous imagery in your story Rahy - I can imagine how terrifying it is for a child to be separated from a parent - loved the happy ending:-) good luck in the contest :-) hugs Jan xx
Hy Avatar
February 3, 2016 at 1:32 PM
Thank you Jan. It was fictional :) I was never lost as a child but lost my daughter twice as a parent. It was terrifying. She was smart enough to let the police know. Hugs, Rahy
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