The Boy 1

across bays coated daily with people walking nearby a boy sits below the shades and the wind's beautiful blow with eyes closed he lays his head on his fragile knees that are covered with a pair of torn jeans... he swims in his thoughts that carry memories he fought... tears begin to slide down his young face as he tries to fight the lace that kept him tied down to sadness and its frown... slowly, he lifts his head towards the sky as fear strikes his cry fright bottles up within for the memories charge again... his eyelids begin to separate his pupils activate as they focus at the beauty of the clouds at the beauty of the birds up high... years passed... the boy was never found... years passed... and the shade he sat below was cast with red roses and white lilies as they embraced the land's allies... for it was news that carries the boy's sad story that ended in his death in a green valley...