This boy

This boy,

A wonderful boy today,

But no one knew,

How he came to be.

What he did in the youth,

To struggle through growth,

It was of-course his parents,

who were their to begin with till the end. 

How his joyful smile synced

with his innocent laughter. 

How his tears brought

with them waves of fear.

BUT never the less,

he was still the wonderful boy inside.

The kind, smiling, generous kid, 

that we all still have in us...

Reviews

[Red Brick Keshner]

Very gently flowing lines and full of live and energy. Thanks for sharing your poem with us. And I hope that you get more time to go online and enjoy poetry that you appear to love and have a passion for. See you 'round the site and better yet on another of our poems for some exchanges and discussion. Have a nice day.