Alison Cassidy

Rookie (6th August,1945 / Melbourne, Australia)

Little Indian Boy - Poem by Alison Cassidy

The row of empty faces
stared - or thumbed
well worn Women’s Weekly’s
with the idle curiosity
of daytime television viewers.

The waiting room was cold,
much too cold
for such a blistering summer’s day.
I sat well away
from the air conditioner.

A little Indian boy
in smart red jumper
played with the toys on the floor.
He looked about four.

After several minutes or more,
he stood before me
smiling shyly:
'Hello.'
‘Hello’ I replied.

The little boy greeted
each patient in turn,
offering his hand politely
and beaming his big brown eyes.

There was a general stir
(of recognition perhaps?)
and a roomful of strangers
became friends.


Comments about Little Indian Boy by Alison Cassidy

  • (10/27/2009 10:39:00 PM)

    all it takes is 1. one with a good heart... (Report)Reply

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  • Indira Renganathan (5/5/2009 5:36:00 AM)

    Touching the hearts...with a touch of humaneness...the little Indian boy...excellent poem (Report)Reply

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  • (3/24/2009 4:42:00 PM)

    It's great how children have no inhibitions, no lack of confidence, no embarrassment, ... What does that say about us 'grown-ups'? Thank you for another wonderful write. (Report)Reply

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  • (3/22/2009 4:23:00 AM)

    Lovely, Allie. Beautifully observed. It usually is the kids who haven't learned inhibition who dig we adults out of our shyness beds. I bet his Mum or Dad (or both) were as proud as Punch at their little 'ice-breaker'. I wonder too, whether any of the adults will speak in the waiting room next time..... let's face it we share the germs while we wait - so why not a few words and community singing.....! Ok, went too far with that... better stop now! Cheers, Tony (Report)Reply

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  • Diana Van Den Berg (3/22/2009 2:50:00 AM)

    If only each individual in the world could learn from this little boy, what a wonderful world we would have! Thank you, Alison, for your poet heart, your poet eyes and your poet pen and for sharing this with us. However, we, who have read your poem, can all do our bit to spread this wisdom to all we meet - imagine how much goodness could be spread if we do! (Report)Reply

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  • (3/22/2009 1:49:00 AM)

    Excellent penning
    Turns empty faces
    Beaming
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  • Meggie Gultiano (3/21/2009 12:26:00 AM)

    i somehow imagined this happy scene..and i can also relate to this, only not an Indian boy, but a blind little girl, who made us smile if only for a second in a little waiting room., greeting everyone and saying God bless you all.
    Your piece is a wholesome picture of gallery words..Thanks, Ali..you made me smile today.
    hugs,
    meggie
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  • (3/19/2009 5:15:00 AM)

    You have described how a little boy has warmed up a chilly waiting room wonderfully. You have also bought to life a scene which could well be part of a play. Great writing! Karin Anderson (Report)Reply

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  • (3/19/2009 4:10:00 AM)

    Another vivid poem picture to add to your gallery of words. A child can sometimes
    light up a room just by coming into it. Apparently, this charming little boy did just that!
    Beautiful, Alison.

    Love,

    Sandra
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  • (3/19/2009 2:22:00 AM)

    Unless and until you become guiless like a little boy, you cannot enter into kingdom of heaven............The boy verily created a temporary heaven.........
    Good Write........10+++
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  • Andrew Blakemore (3/16/2009 4:51:00 PM)

    Within the stark and drab walls of the waiting room a little boy brought a little compassion and joy into the lives of those present. A beautiful write as always Alison. Love, Andrew xx (Report)Reply

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  • (3/15/2009 9:52:00 PM)

    Well remembered the innocence............from a compassionate mind. (Report)Reply

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  • (3/15/2009 12:12:00 PM)

    What heart-warming flowing poetic porse you create! I skipped a beat and smile a smile so deep... You made me wish I was there to meet that little boy. (Report)Reply

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  • (3/14/2009 11:01:00 PM)

    Lovely remembrance of a special moment. Love, Jerry (Report)Reply

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  • john tiong chunghoo (3/14/2009 2:03:00 PM)

    simple words that paint a bright picture, thank you, alison (Report)Reply

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  • (3/14/2009 5:26:00 AM)

    Allie, the warmth of this wonderful poem emulates from the hands that wrote it. Filled with that wonderful innocence that comes from a child's eyes. Another Cassidy masterpiece. Top marks and thank you for sharing this with us my friend.
    Hugs David
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  • Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr (3/14/2009 2:25:00 AM)

    Internist Visit in Manhattan...175-
    Visit to a Specialist..............375-
    The innocence of a Child.......PRICELESS

    As also this poem be, lass...love your stories!

    F j R
    2009
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  • (3/14/2009 2:11:00 AM)

    a really lovely poem.....beautifully written (Report)Reply

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  • (3/14/2009 2:05:00 AM)

    Lovely poem Allie, brought on a warm smile of recognition perhaps.: -) (Report)Reply

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  • (3/14/2009 2:04:00 AM)

    Dear Alison, It's ery kind and warm poems...10........
    Sincerely,
    Tsira
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 14, 2009

Poem Edited: Thursday, July 7, 2011


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