Unseen

There she stands, a little child.

In a corner, unseen by passersby.

Gloomy eyes, without a smile.

A wish long prayed for.

A family, to love her.

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

Another short one I wrote!!

Reviews

[Robert Francis Callaci]

There is a sadness to this- a child without a smile in her eyes-I see it as a child abused or a runaway- lots of images pop in my mind- which makes this good poetry-


my warmest
bob