“Little Boy Blue”
Once was a child, long lost and blue, who sat without
notice-right next to you. He was clutching a picture,
holding it tight, remembering stories-when this was right.
Defunct was the picture, what memory it held, faded and
jaded-by whom we won’t tell. But there he sat lonely,
tired and grey, shivering softly-oh what to say?
So up we all walked, and left him to rot, thinking we’d
lost him-with no second thought.Yet there was this child,
long lost and blue, who sat without notice-right next to