The Room


A room once filled with life and joyful sound

now stands silent in total darkness.

It’s walls are weighted heavy with sadness,

the child that used to live there can’t be found.

His room looks terribly bleak and dusty.

The smile on the toy clown is upside down.

The tattered toy animals wear a frown.

The child’s room feels cold and empty.

The unloved little boy has long since gone.

He now lives with God in a peaceful place.

No longer will tears stream down his small face.

By tomorrow all his toys will be gone.

In the bare room the rocking horse resides.

All twisted and bent with marks on its sides.

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I have been writing quite a number of years. I have been published numerous times and I have won several writing awards throughout the years. I won one for poetry just last year from a state contest through my college, the College of Central Florida. I graduated Magna Cum Laude from that same college in 2015 with a degree in Mass Communications. I now have a BA in Psychology from Saint Leo University and I am working on a Masters in Forensic Psychology at SNHU.

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