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Who Will Cry for the Little Boy? By Antwone Fisher

[ 45 ] November 26, 2007

Antwone Fisher is a great poet, and one of my favorites. I’ve read his book and own his poetry book. If you haven’t read them I strongly recommend you do.

Who will cry for the little boy?
By Antwone Fisher

who will cry for the little boy?
Lost and all alone.
Who will cry for the little boy?
Abandoned without his own?

Who will cry for the little boy?
He cried himself to sleep.
Who will cry for the little boy?
He never had for keeps.

Who will cry for the little boy?
He walked the burning sand
Who will cry for the little boy?
The boy inside the man.

Who will cry for the little boy?
Who knows well hurt and pain
Who will cry for the little boy?
He died again and again.

Who will cry for the little boy?
A good boy he tried to be
Who will cry for the little boy?
Who cries inside of me

by Antwone Fisher from Who Will Cry for the Little Boy?

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4 Seasons of My Heart

[ 0 ] November 26, 2007

4 Seasons of My Heart 

The sun beating down
the heat makes me sweat
Just as if my heart was melting
and this is only the first stage.

My heart turns to the color of the leaves
they are almost identitcal
Brown and dying
barely hanging on
and soon to fall
either to be stepped on…
or swept up
and thrown away

The remains soon frozen
ice cold
buried in the snow.
I was never one to enjoy holidays
my heart sits alone.

As the season changes
I’m “sprung” with the false hope.
everything around new
A new beginning
and maybe a new life
its that false hope
that keeps me going…
from season to season.

By Matthew Henrickson

Dated Sept 24, 2004

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In Everything, I Find You

[ 2 ] November 15, 2007

In Everything, I Find You

I’ve been reading about you every day
each story is different
but in my heart its all the same.
A loss so great with little reward
you brought the family together, after breaking our hearts
It’s impossible to miss you more,
but each day I do.
Each day theres some memory fresh and new
that brings me back thinking about you.

My father, my friend, my protector
My laugh, my smile, my trust
My eyes, my tears, my brain
My humor, my heart, my kindness
My life…
Your reflection…
and theres no one else I’d rather be

By Matthew Henrickson
April 4th, 2005

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A Letter To…

[ 1 ] November 14, 2007

To my unborn child

I always want you to know
Daddy will love you
No matter how hard
He has to try for you.

I don’t know how ready the world is to have you
But apparently your ready to be here
I hope you are here to save me
And help me along the way
Someone to tell me they love me
And mean it everyday.

A reason to wake up in the morning,
I’ve nearly ran out of them.
I’m sorry to bring you in
On these conditions
Everything must happen for a reason
And “God”s bringing me a gift.

A new life
A new start
A new me
And a brand new you.

By Matthew Henrickson
Dated April 25, 2005

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“Path of Darkness”

[ 0 ] November 14, 2007

“Path of Darkness”

Down this path of life
I lost you somewhere along the way
Now it’s dark
I can’t see you
Or even feel you anymore…
you’ve slipped away.

Down this path of life
You lost me somewhere along the way
I was always right behind you,
but you got too far ahead.
I tried to catch up,
but you were already out of reach
The lights turned off
And the world became dark.

Down this path of life
I lost myself
I was left alone…
and didn’t know what to do
I was scared, but I couldn’t hide
The sky went black,
my eyes went blind,
darkness surrounded me,
when you left me behind

By Matthew Henrickson
Written May 6, 2004

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