Ann Thomas

The Orphan

The boy
Spots a loving family
Glide by him.
Laughter rings in his ears
As bells at a wedding.
His throat tightens,
The boys gasps
For another breath of air.
 
Salty tears flow softly down his face
Like raindrops on a petal.
Wishing that someone will hear his prayers;
How and why was he left alone?
His rejection rips his heart apart.
 
He’s packed with resentment.
A frown
Slowly starts to form
On his face.
His fierce eyes are
Like a ferocious high-pitched Chihuahua.
The spirited child finds
The courage
Inside of him.
 
Delighted
At the thought
Of having an affectionate family.
Determined
To make something out of himself,
Even if he has to conquer those who doubt him.
 
A fire deep within him
Wants to show the world
That
There is a place for him.





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