LITTLE CHILD, LONELY CHILD
by Paul Curtis Little child, Lonely child, Face pressed Against the glass Breath blooming, On the window pain What do you seek? Outside in the cold In that bleak winter scene Do you listen for sleigh bells? Out in the snow Is it the man in red? You wait alone for Why do you listen? So intently at the silence What was that sound? Out in the cold Not sleigh bells No a car door Now a figure appears Who is it? Not the man in red Little child, Lonely child, Is excited now, Rushes to the door Its daddy, its daddy Home at last I am a fifty something family man with a passion for writing and I draw inspiration from those around me. paul.curtis1956 @ btinternet.com http://www.dreamagic.com/poetry/poetry.html http://www.peculiar-poetry.com/ Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |
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