~~xXx~~
He came into the chat-room, he had it all well planned
He was going to find an older women and have a one-night stand.
Instead, he found a lady who showed him that she cared
And suddenly this little lad wasn’t all that scared.
This young man who seemed so all alone,
Was filled with a hatred he had never before known.
A friend of his mother had asked to be let in,
And then she committed the ultimate sin.
He said he had been sexually abused
And never in his life had he felt so used.
He admitted he didn’t put up much of a fight,
Though he knew what was happening wasn’t right.
This handsome lad of just eighteen years,
With his story, brought the lady to tears.
They formed a bond between them that day,
One that they both hoped was there to stay.
They met and talked very often after that
He said he never went back to the room to chat.
Their friendship lasted for over two years,
Never again did he have any fears.
To this lady he had felt free to confide
He called her his new aunt and said it with pride.
She couldn’t have felt any more special when he said this,
On his forehead she wanted to plant a kiss.
She knew this lad wouldn’t always be there,
But for him she would always care.
On her life he had made such an impact,
And this he knew to be a fact.
It’s now been over a year since she’s heard from him,
Oh how she misses her little prince called Tim.
~~xXx~~
31.10.03
Rodd
poems so very much! I hope you
are okay. Take care my friend and
come back soon to the DEN!
Excellent poem!
But do take care my friend!!
Love Tinka
Will miss you my friend, but
come back Ok.........Ron