Nathan

This poem revolves around a little boy called Nathan

NATHAN


I sit on the park bench
The wooden carvings
Intricate and ever so beautiful

I look at the sky
Basking in the reddish glory
From when the sun sets
And drowns us in the dusk

I sit alone and recall
The other day when I met
A boy not much older than
ten years

He sat alone on the same bench
His shoulders drooping
As his downcast eyes
Burnt holes into the ground

A little hesitant
A little curious
My legs stopped in front of him
And I placed a gentle hand
On his shoulder

He tensed and flinched away
From my tender touch
His eyes looked at me
Terrified
Haunted

Startled by the pain they held
I stumbled back
His face hardened as he stood up
Slightly wincing

His guarded eyes snapped to mine
When I took his hand
But I couldn't stop myself
For I had never seen
A soul so lost

Perplexed he looked
And scared he felt
The blue - black bruises
On his skin told me a story
That he himself couldn't

That day, I got a son
And he got a father

And even though his past
Was filled with scars and hurt
Even if the pain was excruciating now
I promised to give him
The future he deserved

"Dad? Can we go?"

I looked at the boy
I had taken in that day
A smile playing at his lips
A sparkle in his eyes
Eyes
Once which were hollow
Now held the dreams of tomorrow

"Yes Nathan"

I smiled as I took his hand in mine.

We took slow steps
Down the path, we had become
Quite familiar with over the years

We neared a gravestone that read

"A beloved wife
A beautiful daughter
Julia Roberts"

And in chalk was scribbled in
Scrawny handwriting of a
Ten-year old

"A loving mother"


-moonlight


 

Author's Note

Hi everyone!
I know I have been away for a really long time now. This is a poem I wrote today. I don't know from where I got the idea. It just came to me.
So, do comment and let me know how this turned out.

And it feels good to be back :)