Danny

In the shelter where I worked
he followed me room to room
I would really miss this kid
Danny was leaving soon.

Big brown Spanish eyes
talking non-stop
telling silly lies

Telling me all the things
he planned to do someday
Danny your driving me crazy
Yea, but you love me anyway

My mom says she can`t
handle me
I thought I was being good
I`m going with my dad soon
I`m scared in his neighborhood.

In the shelter where I worked
he followed me room to room
I would really miss this kid
Danny was leaving soon

I tried to reassure him
I`m sure you`ll be ok
stay away from the gangs Dan
and be careful what you say

Danny couldn`t focus long
And he would ramble on
would it be ok
if I called you on the phone

Can I have your initial ring
our names start the same
you see
Look, there on your finger
A little golden D

In the shelter where I worked
He followed me room to room
I would really miss this kid
Danny was leaving soon

Go pack your things munchkin
your not getting my ring
as he ran and laughed he yelled
I love you but your mean.

The next day we said goodbye
Danny hugged me tight
I closed my eyes and prayed
please let him be alright

In the shelter where I worked
He followed me room to room
I would really miss this kid
Danny was leaving soon

Just a short time later
My boss called me aside
His words became a blur, I just
Heard
Dan was shot, he died

The next few days
my heart ached so
I dreaded the funeral
but I knew I had to go

Gang members all around
bandanna`s for all to see
and there my little Danny
just barely fourteen

It seemed I could hear in
the distance
a Spanish angel sing
I said goodbye munchkin
and placed in his hand
a little golden ring

In the shelter where I worked
he followed me room to room
I would really miss this kid
Danny left too soon.

This poem is probably too long
about a life too short.