Lad Of Seven

spiritnow

Just a lad of seven

          Sitting

                next to the street

Just a lad hoping

            for joy

                 listening to his heartbeat

 

Patience he has

          as he waits

                 on the street

Dreaming of future

          Listening

                   to his heartbeat

 

        "Come inside he's not coming!"

 

Just a little

           more time

                 I won't be deprived

Just a little

         more time

                 I'm sure he'll arrive

 

Something is wrong

            he's delayed

                 I fear

Something is wrong

             I'm sure

                 he'll be here

 

      " Please come inside he's not going to come!"

 

I've waited

              all day

                 into the evening

I've watched

              all the cars

                 and surely not leaving

 

I know that he'll come

            at any

                 time

I know that he'll come

            I've committed

                   no crime

 

     "It's Dark Outside, please come in!"

 

I reluctantly move

           as I walk

                   towards the door

I reluctantly move

           but it seems

                 such a chore

 

Now by the phone

           I wait

                 for the ring

Now by the phone

           I whisper

                 but sing

 

          'Love Me Dad' 

  • Author: spiritnow (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 21st, 2022 10:20
  • Comment from author about the poem: This was written in 1997. I labeled it as sad but it is also a reflection (recall of the past)
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 6


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