This morning he was playing ball
This man and his two boys.
But he’ll never play again
With any of their toys.
This Afternoon brought ice-cream cones
For him and his two boys.
The last ones shared between the three
The end to all their joys.
This evening brought a drunkard by
The car with dad and boys.
Ran a red light now he is gone
Two families now destroyed.
(12/4/05)
Shannon Chapel
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/boy-s-day-out/
