once again helpful hints or thoughts?
rain is falling ever so gently
like it doesn't really want to
moving towards a new place
a confused boy in the backseat
playing in the sandbox, happy
a golden-haired mother nearby
a charmed life you could say
or so it seemed to the boy
flashing lights, sirens, scared
mother laid out on a white bed
people carrying her away
no one explains to the boy
new house with other children
the boy is sitting on a bed
other kids ask him to play
but they aren't his mother
people tell him "your mom is gone"
he answers "I know that"
they say "then why don't you go play?"
he whispers "because I'm waiting for her to come back for me."
