by Lucinda Davis

Created on: May 15, 2010

Mom says "go play outside"

We dig tunnels in the dirt

Fill them with water

The ground is thirsty

Minnows in the ditch

Occupy my time

Crawdads, frogs and lightning bugs

Fun to catch and hold

The sticks, clay and dirt are my toys

My imagination keeps me busy

As the sun goes down

Shadows are my friends

Hunger moans inside me

As I haven't eaten today

A slice of cheese on a piece of bread

My meal for the day

Still I don't realize what is missing

Just know my tummy hurts

I see the tears in Mommy's eyes

They rush right down her face

The weather's getting colder now

We're trying to stay warm

When I wake up in the morn

There's ice between my sheets

Mom is crying harder now

She looks hopeless and so sad

But she grabs her tattered Bible

And says a faithful prayer

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