The little boy
When
the rain knocked on the door
The
wind sailed through the cracks in the walls
The
water swept in and filled our shoes
So
we changed into boots and they were filled too
Her
anoraks and perfumes will need be removed
The
little boy seemed not to care
Counting
his little fingers in the chair
With
summer gone and winter here
Forgotten
faces feign Christmas cheer
The
priest checked guests with a smile
Said
teardrops might stay a while
Are
those her books and St Luke's bible?
The
little boy didn't move
Talk
of carnation crosses to choose
The
telly was turned down low
Salty
sardines with no place to go
In
the winter solstice we're born anew
Sorry
Martin, I need to get through
Her
car outside was brandspanking new
Holiday
planned with Dennis and Luke
Engagement
ring and wedding plans too
The
little boy watched on
Granddad
hugged Uncle Barry and John
After
that the house turned quiet
Winter's
chill held up our heads
The
night sky: stormy, violent
A
threatening cold saw us to bed
The
little boy made friends with sleep
His
grandma's words "he's ours to keep"
