Sunday, January 5, 2014

Lazy Boy

As I walked along the promenade, I crossed a small park
My eye caught a little child
Looking like a single cherry on a cream pie.
While other children ran around and fought over the best swing,
This suckling cuddled up in his mother's arms
And snored sweetly. Exhausted
Just by waiting for his turn that won't come.

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