Lonely, The Child Poem by Billy Loving
Lonely, The Child
Unyielding pounding rain outside
Nothing to do
Nowhere to ride
Days left, so few
Winter approaching so fast
Shorter the days grow
Not knowing how much longer summer will last
Time going so slow
Stuck inside, unable to play
Darkening my mood
Depressed by this lonely day
I sit and brood
Outside, just getting wetter and wetter
Time for bed, hoping tomorrow will be better
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