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Little Boy Gone

dust in the shadows
shine in the light
memories past
beyond the night

where is the child
that used to play
who used the wagon
every day

gone are the giggles
the laughter and fun
when darkness came
he had to run

from monsters in the night
who frightened him so
and chased him until
he heard the cockcrow

one monster got him
even though he ran
and took his life
that cursed madman

so all we've now
are anniversaries 
filled with thoughts
and sad memories

of when he was taken
from us that night
and his young soul
did take its flight

his body was buried
but we never could
move his wagon
from where it stood

so it gathers dust
every night and day
as for a memorial
we let it stay

out in the barn
buried in shadows
except when the light
through the window glows

and then I sometimes
think that I hear
his laughter again
upon my ear

but no, 'tis a mem'ry
from within my heart
for he is now gone
my little sweetheart

the angels took him
as his life flowed out
and carried him to heaven
I have no doubt

he waits there for me
while here i must stay
until it's my turn
to walk that pathway

I'll see him again
in heaven's glory

in heaven's realm
I'll see him again
as we play together
in glory's glen


February 28, 2008

Author notes

Based on pic found here:
Sunlight_Spotlight_IV_by_RodRego at www.deviantart.com

I am thankful that this is only fictional.

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  • BellaD
    July 3, 2008

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    I was relieved to read in your a.n. that this is only fictional. Heartbreaking that some parents must endure this, yet you wrote about it so convincingly that I could believe it had you said it was based on experience. This flows very nicely except the following couple of lines where I stumbled:
    his body was buried
    but we never could
    move his wagon
    from where it stood
    It might be me, so I'll have to give it another read.
    Very well done.


  • Manda Kathryn Greeters member
    March 3, 2008

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    Heart-touching

    The final stanza got to me more than the others did; this whole write is fantastic in it's imagery and scary-reality like flow.

    I am pleased it is fictional but damn if you didn't have me convinced


    Thank you for your entry
    Best of luck
    Stay safe
    ~Manda


  • BuriedTreasures silver member
    February 29, 2008

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    Well written and versed ---excellent flow and easily read---Well Done and best of luck to you in the contest

    • HeavensDaughter
      February 29, 2008
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      Thank you. It was a bit more difficult writing about something that is not in my experience, at least not directly.

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