Spirit Of A Child

She’s walking the streets, alone again
Her broken heart has known nothing but pain
She cannot feel the falling rain or sun
Unwanted child, she has no place to run
A wandering soul alone in the dark
She hides in the trees of an empty park
Just watching children leave the way they came
When their mother gently calls out their name
And no one comes to take her safely home
So once again through the night she must roam

©JG Farmer 2012
Form: Sonnetina Due