The Little Red Wagon

March 23, 2011
Sweet summer air, silent and still
A mothers cry filled my head with the worst thoughts
A boy
A police officer
A medical examiner

What used to be a boy full of life, was lying on the ground
still, with all vibrancy escaping from his body.

A red wagon flipped over faced down next to the body
battered and destroyed, by the sudden struck of a car.

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