A Boy Who - Poem by Riki Kloberdance
A boy who sits at a computer all day
And plays his games.
Who is smart nd quiet.
Who is a pillow and a fuzz ball.
Whose hair is long and soft.
Is sad and worried about me today.
Who tells me that I'm beautiful.
Who tells me that I'm his.
Whose eyes shine with life, can't talk today.
Is gone from me all day.
Who used to see me every day.
Is at school.
Is out in a big world.
Is gone, call back later.
Doesn't know what to do, who is looking forward to being with me.
Who is my love, my life, my heart.
Will it work, we don't know.
Only time will tell.
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