| THE BUTTERFLIESPG 1 HERE'S ANOTHER ONE THAT CAME IN A DREAM AND WOULDN'T LET GO OF ME UNTIL I GOT IT WRITTEN AND RHYMED!! HOPE YOU ENJOY IT!! |
It was a bitter winter night And already much too late For a girl as young as she To sit on a bench and wait She was huddled in her jacket She wore no gloves or hat Just shivered on the wooden bench And sat and sat and sat! Beside her was a paper bag With the top all crumpled down Her shoulders shook as though with sobs But she never made a sound Every now and then she reached Her fingers blue with cold To wipe a tear before it fell To splash down in the snow It was hard to guess her age Perhaps 11 or maybe 12? But she had no business out there In the dark all by herself It was so hard not to cry It felt like her heart would break But this last fight had proved to be Just more than she could take She’d been invited to a concert Felt she’d die if she didn’t go But her Mom said they could not afford The cost of tickets to the show It’d been awful since Dad left She always felt ashamed To show her free lunch pass at school And she held her Mom to blame Nothing was like it used to be Just a year or two before Everything had changed the night Dad left and slammed the door Now Mom was always working Trying to keep the bills all paid There was nothing left for extras From the money that she made “Well, she won’t have to worry now” The girl thought, “Cause I’m not there She won’t have to fight or argue Or make believe she cares” “May I join you?” the young girl jumped Her heart pounding hard in fright To see the elderly man who stood Beside her in the night CONTINUED >>> |
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