By Elliot Howe Alone in a field with a sky of pale blue, Sits a little lost boy not knowing what to do. Clear sky and bright sun.
Birds dance in the horizon.
But this boy sees only dark clouds, through his lonely teary eyes. For the one who showed him beauty has turned and walked away, The one who made him smile and laugh tore his heart out one sad day. The sparkle in his big brown eyes, the way her hand felt in his. Thinking of how she hurt him so, and shattered his heart like glass. And although his life seems empty, like the sky of pale blue, Behind the clouds another stands, to help to pull him through.