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Little Boy Lost Apologies to William Blake


My spirit stands, in an empty room
Which a few hours ago, held a prom.
This poem brings me here
But why? Everybody is gone.
Back and forth; A spot light beams
Across the empty floor...Serene..
It comes to a stop...and it shows
The sadness of the world
Encapsulated in a little boy with a rose
He has no one to give it to.

 

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