The Raggedy Man
The longing to go back,
Back to another time
Another place
I’m aging, and he doesn't care
A different crime
He can run
He can hide
He can he can soar
He can fly
Away in the
Blue box
I don’t have one
I don’t have a police box
I’m all alone
I’m stuck here watching every dawn
I’m stuck here like mom
He won’t take me away
Because he left us you see
Alone to fend for ourselves
And I hate him for it
But at the same time I love him
My mom’s raggedy man.
Copyright © Kennedy Lea | Year Posted 2013
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