Wednesday's Child

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By Chuck Shorter •

I. AN EMACIATED GIRL SO WEE CAME UPTO ME AND SAID "SIR COULD YOU BUY ME A SLICE OF BREAD AND A CUP OF MILK OR TEA?" II. DEEP SOULFUL EYES MOIST WITH TEARS A SWEET YET HESITANT SMILE SHE LOOKED UP AT ME AWHILE THIS CHILD OF TENDER YEARS III.HOT BUTTERED SCONES FOR HER I BOUGHT GOLDEN, CRISP, FLAKY AND LIGHT HER SMILE OF THANKS LIT UP THE NIGHT HOW PLEASED SHE SEEMS I THOUGHT IV. NEXT DAY THE BAKER BROKE MY HEART "SIR THE CHILD IS GONE" HE CRIED IN THE FREEZING WINTER COLD SHE'D DIED ALONE, DESOLATE AND APART CHUCK SHORTER

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May 17, 2007 02:15Angel of Music

Great poem! I really enjoyed it. :)

May 30, 2007 18:18 ~~~~GLOSTARG~~~~

Oh :(
This poem reminds me of
"The Little Match Girl"
Beautiful work!
Glo

May 30, 2007 18:57 ~~~~GLOSTARG~~~~

Hi Chuck, so you want to know where to copyright? here is a link to the place.
have a good day! i have enjoyed READING ALL of your poetry. Thanks for reading and comenting on several of mine too! :)
here's the link:
http://www.copyright.gov/circs/circ1.html
if its not clickable, just copy and paste it into your browser address URL. again, Thank you
Glo

August 20, 2007 19:00Angel of Music

I cant help coming bcak and reading your poetry again and again... You are so talented, I will always enjoy reading your work, remember to let me know when you post new stuff! luv Manda

December 7, 2009 19:03 ~~~~GLOSTARG~~~~

back to read it again! I am Wednesday's Child, at least my birth was. Let me know when you post new poems. thanks Glo