The pitter-pat of little feet,
stomping down the vacant street.
Tears dripping down a sad sad face
mommy's lost and out of place.
Sunlight shines down upon this soul
to aid the search and obtain a goal.
Guides her tiny little feet
to a shop
just down the street.
Standing there by a boutique
her heart's desire what she seeks.
Mommy stands a look of fear
sees her toddler coming near.
Soon they join and embrace
no longer lost or out of place.
Little one in mommy's arms
safe again and free from harm.
©7/14/2010 M. Suzanne Wyatt. All Rights Reserved
