The Little Boy Across the Street

June 11, 2010
By sarahlattimer BRONZE, Nipomo, California
sarahlattimer BRONZE, Nipomo, California
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The little boy across the street lives in a broken home
with no love, no care and no guidance
I wish i could save him
I don't know his name but I wish I did
That little boy across the street cried in terror every night
Sometimes I can't sleep because I think about him
That little boy across the street was outside playing by himself
He caught my eye and he sprinted into the road
A car was coming
I ran into the road and scooped him up as fast as i could
I saved that little boy from across the street
I grasped him tight, fearing taking him to his broken home
He looked up at me with the most scared eyes I have ever seen
I feared for him
I took him back home and they grabbed him from me and shut the door on my face
I could have saved that little boy from across the street
I had the chance


The author's comments:
I wrote this poem for the little boy that lives across the street from me. My heart goes out to him and I pray for him every night.

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