Tuesday, February 5, 2013

A poem of my own

I recently had a request for me to post some more of my own writings. I don't have any more stories to share right now, but I do have a poem.

There is a special place in my heart for orphans.Those children need love and homes as much as every child does. But so many of them will go through their lives without either. They feel forgotten. I have had the chance to interact with some orphans as a local youth shelter, and those kids have touched my heart. I would adopt them and take them all home if I could. And someday I will adopt. But for now, I give you Orphan Song:


She sits on her bed with her back to the door
She does that when visitors come anymore
Her heart has been broken by smile after smile
Because when they come they just stay for a while
In time they all leave, with a child by the hand
She is hardly the cute one who's in much demand
So now when they come she just stays in her room
Holding her dolly in gathering gloom

"Sweet dolly," she says," you are the one who loves me
The one and only who will ever love me
Hold me and kiss me and say that you'd miss me
If ever I left you and went off alone
Oh dolly, we are so alone"

The years pass her by, as does each family
She watches the seasons fly by like the breeze
Unwanted, unloved, and left to herself
Ignored and forgotten like a vase on the shelf
New people are coming, they tell her one day
But she just shakes her head. "They're all the same"
She hears adults exclaim over child after child
I was right, she thinks, with grim satisfied smile

But then a gentle knock sounds at her door
"They told us that upstairs we would find one more"
They sit down and talk and listen and smile
But then they get up after just a short while
She just hangs her head and turns her face away
She should have known: this is where she will always stay
But then there's a touch just beneath her chin
Lifting her face so that she'll look at them

"Sweet child," they say, "we are the ones who love you
The one and the two who were meant to love you
We will hold you and kiss you and say that we'd miss you
If ever you left us and went off alone
Oh daughter, come with us, come home"

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