In this cottage surrounded by nature and beauty,
there are so many things that seem unruly.
This nice little house is grey and green,
overgrown with vines and leaves.
Don't let this view fool you,
this place is not abandoned.
It's filled with many memories,
saddened and understanding.
Many years ago at the well in the back,
a little boy of four, fell and never came back.
The well was unused, untouched for quite a while,
but down, down he fell till his head hit the water.
His family was distraught,
and they quickly left without a thought.
Poor Grandma Jane,
left thinking it was her fault.
She lives there alone now, all by herself.
The beautiful cottage belongs to someone else.
It belongs to the angel, who wears all black,
the one that took Kyle and never looked back.
The house is peaceful, as Grandma Jane waits,
for this cottage angel to take her away.
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Author:
Bay (
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- Comment from author about the poem: A friend of mine had a son named Kyle. They were spending the weekend at their grandmothers house and Kyle fell in the well and drowned before anyone realized he was missing. When they found him, it was too late. His family was so upset. Here recently his mother's friend asked me to write about the accident, this is what i wrote, trying to include as many factual details as I could. Hopefully through this poem Kyle can live on forever.
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Good write. Kyle will live on in your words and his Spirit is always there.
Welcome to MPS.
WELCOME BAYLI ~ Thanks for you very poignant first poem. Although SAD ~ this poem has a haunting beauty ~ which grips me more each time I read it ~ very haunting indeed. I am a performance poet and it has excellent rhyme & rhythm (a proper poem) and would make a good folk song. It is a very beautiful tribute to KYLE ~ congratulations ~ BRIAN (UK) Please check my poems ~ Thanks B
I love this .... it is really
Very beautiful.. but please
May I make a suggestion
And please don't get cross
With me, I thought of a cpl
Of things as I read it...
By all means leave it exactly
As it is but could I just put..
At the well.. " but down down he
Fell, our beautiful little Kyle "
And at the end...
"For this cottage small angel, to take her to her final date"
It was just a thought...
Welcome to MPS....
Well written tribute to the kid. Great write
a sad but well written short story.
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