He stands in the road
His eyes full of gleaming hope
Raising his hand, as he waves at the people who pass him by,
Its to unbelievable to think that he could have died
His body drooping,
His hopefulness fading,
People passing wouldn't know if he went
His life was anybody that noticed his presence
Then one day he disappeared
Faded into the darkness of the night
My street is so empty, cold and frighting
To know that his existence is no longer
:: Dedicated to the boy in my street who's no longer there .... I noticed and waved back to you ::