A SIGHT OF SADNESS
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I saw a boy in the park the other day,
His head held high, he was happy at play.
Not a worry in his head had he,
Then he looked up and he smiled at me.

And there, beside him, was another lad,
By the look on his face you could see he was sad.
He was not playing like the other little boy,
But just sat there, alone, staring at a toy.

It bothered me for a couple of days,
Seeing those two in such different ways,
That I had to go back to the park once more,
And try to heal this wound that stayed sore.

I waited alone in those morning hours,
Watching the sun rise with the morning flowers,
When a door opened up across the street,
And there stood "Smiley," well dressed and neat.

His mom sent him off with a hug and a kiss,
And then said "I love you," Now listen to this :
Something caught my eye down the other alley,
That sad little boy, with a face full of jelly.

For there was no one there to kiss or to hug,
So he just stepped outside with a sigh and a shrug.
Yes I could see the tear in his eye,
And this was enough to start me to cry.

I looked at their houses and they looked the same,
The backgrounds looked similar from which these two came,
They both had a dog, They both had a bike,
There were many things that were so much alike.

But I watched that day and finally I saw,
A very sad thing, the major flaw.
That made the difference between these two boys,
Why one had so many, and the other no joys.

"Smiley's" parents kept an eye out all day,
And even came over to spend time and play,
But the sad child's parents just got in their car,
And yelled at their boy "We'll be at the bar."

You see only "Smiley" had one extra gift,
Mom and Dad give him TIME for his spirits to lift,
And poor little "sad eyes" was given no time at all,
No wonder he felt so lonely and small.

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July 14\91

ABOUT THIS POEM:

I wrote the above poem after watching
a little boy sitting alone in a park.

He was just staring into nowhere,
as if he was wishing to be with someone...

Read My Other Poems Below

WAITING FOR TIME...

I FEEL THE PAIN...

A SIGHT OF SADNESS...

THE INEQUALITIES OF LIFE...

A LITTLE LIGHT...

A GRANDFATHERS GIFT...

IF EVER...

SWIFTLY GONE....

WHEN...

FRIENDSHIP...

TRUE RICHES...

A ROSE WITHIN...

MY BEST FRIEND...

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The Rose
By Bette Midler


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