Saturday, September 21, 2013

Sometimes: By India

Sometimes

Sometimes a little by pokes his mother
And she tells him to go play in the yard
And in the yard he finds his friends
And they play with him
Talk with him
Laugh with him
But sometimes he turns around 
And they're gone
And he can't find them no matter how hard he looks 
And sometimes a little boy tries to tell his father
About the friends he made in the yard
But his father wont believe him
And sometimes a little boy begs
But no one looks
And sometimes a little boy cries
And no one sees 

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