Timothy Venard

Rookie (November 29th 1995 / Lewes)

(a Poem Of My Island) 3- The Crying Boy - Poem by Timothy Venard

There are allot of stories about the crying boy,
The one who cry’s out in the wood.

Some say he’s death,
Some say he’s blind,
Some say he’s just
Out of his mind

There are allot of stories about the crying boy,
That no one ever understood.

They say he’s home,
They say he’s lost,
They say he died
In the great frost

There are allot of stories about the crying boy,
If listen closely you could hear him if you would

I say he’s scared
I say he’s sad
I know that he’s
Utterly mad

There are allot of stories about the crying boy,
The one who cry’s out in the wood.


Comments about (a Poem Of My Island) 3- The Crying Boy by Timothy Venard

  • Rookie Stacey Pinto (9/17/2009 2:20:00 PM)

    wow i love the way u've written this
    realli good
    read ur profie wich said abt drama getting u into writing
    poems..well m glad it did cause ur so good (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Carol Gall (9/17/2009 1:12:00 PM)

    you are so good i love the mystery (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, September 17, 2009



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