Where Have You Gone Little Boy

Where have you gone little boy with the dark curly hair and the skinny body. I used to see you run and play and chase lightning bugs and baseballs. Where have you gone little boy with the sparkle in your eyes and the giggle when you chased the butterflies. Where is the laughter that came with practical jokes and flowers picked by the side of the road to surprise your mother as she met you at the door. That little boy is still close by only now he sits in his overstuffed chair and dozes in the warm spring air No longer chasing butterflies and baseballs but contenting himself to watch foolish things on that idiot box. Why don't you come out and play little boy Life is not much fun, when there is no one to play with.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Wesley Avatar
June 26, 2011 at 4:34 PM
It's so true that children are inactive and you tell the story with a hint of sadness for what little boys have become.
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