Left Behind #FWF

Left Behind
Kay Rice

Left on that step alone and scared,
A small fragile child with eyes of blue.
What could she have done to be left there,
What could she have possibly done to you?

Sitting on that step holding tight to her bear,
Watching as you drive away, no good-bye.
Something broke inside her there,
Knowing she would never know why.

What was it she did that made you go?
What did she say that made you so mad?
How could a small child have known,
You thought she could ever be so bad?

Sitting there alone and filled with fear,
Not knowing life changed for her that day.
Too scared and confused to shed a tear,
No answers given to why you drove away.

Only a few angels look down and stare,
At the tiny little package left to sit alone.
Bewildered with the actions they witnessed there,
How could a heart be made of such stone?

Holding tight to the only thing she has left,
Her tattered bear, her only friend now.
Confused and alone, cries on ears long deaf,
Sitting there with head silently bowed.

What was it she did that made you go?
What did she say that made you so mad?
How could a small child have known,
You could ever think she was so bad?

KAY RICE
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

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