Standing in a dark forest on a cool spring's night
surrounded by the many tall trees with limbs disfigured,
their long fingers point to the vast heavens and cool earth below
appearing like grotesque creatures from a strange world.
Though they number many
they seem so alone!
Black star filled sky
quarter moon
smile in the sky
no nose....
No eyes for tears to cry
like I do everyday......
Lonely orphan I am traveling with the strong wind
hoping where I may stop
a loving angel will be there to lend me a helping hand
to help me through another trying day.
A stare into the distance reveals a small house
soft yellow light illuminates from its welcoming windows.
I wonder for a brief moment, if an orphan such as I
traveling with the strong wind, with so little to offer in gratitude
would be a welcome guest in such a peaceful place?
Setting aside my green cloth bag which contains all I own
which is so little' but has grown heavier with each long mile
quickly wearing my shoes paper thin....
I begin to think of mom and dad who have long passed
their touching memories strongly remain within my
broken heart....
I Wish my impossible dreams could come true
if so....How great things would be...
"Mom! Dad! If Heaven only had a phone
I would call you everyday, so I wouldn't feel so alone!"
I am an orphan child traveling with the strong wind
seeking a loving home
to gladly take me in.......
Aug 20, 2017
Aug 20, 2017 at 4:51 PM UTC
Standing in a dark forest on a cool spring's night
surrounded by the many tall trees with limbs disfigured,
their long fingers point to the vast heavens and cool earth below
appearing like grotesque creatures from a strange world.
Though they number many
they seem so alone!
Black star filled sky
quarter moon
smile in the sky
no nose....
No eyes for tears to cry
like I do everyday......
Lonely orphan I am traveling with the strong wind
hoping where I may stop
a loving angel will be there to lend me a helping hand
to help me through another trying day.
A stare into the distance reveals a small house
soft yellow light illuminates from its welcoming windows.
I wonder for a brief moment, if an orphan such as I
traveling with the strong wind, with so little to offer in gratitude
would be a welcome guest in such a peaceful place?
Setting aside my green cloth bag which contains all I own
which is so little' but has grown heavier with each long mile
quickly wearing my shoes paper thin....
I begin to think of mom and dad who have long passed
their touching memories strongly remain within my
broken heart....
I Wish my impossible dreams could come true
if so....How great things would be...
"Mom! Dad! If Heaven only had a phone
I would call you everyday, so I wouldn't feel so alone!"
I am an orphan child traveling with the strong wind
seeking a loving home
to gladly take me in.......
I guess I don't have to explain myself on this, for I experienced a great deal of loneliness in my life. Thing is to always reach out and give support to all in need. Doing good for others can always be self rewarding!
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