A True Hero

Little Billy and Willy went to the park.

They started to get frightened as it became dark.

So Willy grabbed a hand and started for home.

He wasn’t too afraid for he wasn’t alone.

As they got closer to their front door a light came on.

Momma was standing there saying, “Where’s my other son?”

“He’s right here Momma, he’s holding my hand.”

“Willy it’s not Billy, it’s the hand of Timmy Sand.”

“Oh, I must have grabbed Timmy’s hand by mistake.”

“Billy must be frightened all alone in the park by the lake.”

I’ll go get Billy Momma but I’m frightened too.

It’s dark out there, the skies black and blue.

But I will go Momma if you tell me I must.

I’ll bring Billy home Momma that you can trust.

So off Willy went with little Timmy in tow.

To get little Billy, who must be frightened so.

He dropped Timmy off at his home on the way.

And went to seek Billy, if it took the rest of the day.

No where he looked could he find little Billy.

It was driving him crazy and scaring him silly.

He called out his name but heard no reply.

It was like Billy vanished in a blink of an eye.

No one knew was there was a man lurking there.

Just waiting for a chance to pounce and to scare.

As scared as Willy was he headed directly towards the man.

That’s when he saw Billy being dragged through the sand.

He screamed with a voice that he never heard before.

All the neighbors came bursting out of their front doors. 

The man scampered off into the dark from whence he came.

Little Billy just lay there not hearing his name.

Willy held his dear brother tightly in his embrace.

Willy's heartfelt tears fell on little Billy’s face. 

Billy awoke with tears in his eyes, and held his brother tight.

Saying, “Thank you for coming back, I get so scared at night.”

Written by,

Bonnie May