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Ann Thomas The OrphanThe 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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