Lawerence Mize, Sr.

Freshman - 749 Points (October 29,1949 / Baltimore, Maryland)

Border Crossers - Poem by Lawerence Mize, Sr.

Out in the dark
at the bend of a road.
A little girl in a white dress
stood all alone.

She'd been there for hours.
Waiting for someone to take her hand.
The coyote warned her.
Stay put where you stand.

Someone will come.
To take you away.
You have to be brave.
Do as I say.

The night closed in
as she stood her ground.
She stared straight ahead
not making a sound.

She'd crossed the border
with just the clothes on her back.
She and her father
were never going back.

The crossers had swelled
from a few to a throng.
She was separated by the mass
that kept rushing along.

Her father was gone, but,
the coyote was found.
He took pity on the girl
and had helped her along.

I'll look for your father.
Do what I can.
You'll be safe here.
This is where you stand.

The hours passed
as the night wore on.
She worried her father
would forever be gone.

Then suddenly a voice
and a figure in the road.
She drew in a breath
as her father came near.

He kneeled and hugged her.
Told her there was nothing to fear.
She was happy again.
Her father had her by the hand.

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Comments about Border Crossers by Lawerence Mize, Sr.

  • Silver Star - 4,112 Points Diane Hine (3/21/2014 6:33:00 AM)

    An interesting story - I liked the image of the coyote helping the child. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 14, 2011

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