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February 7, 2016 / Fantelius

Lost in the Frost

ChildShoe8113A child lost its shoe. In the cold.
Dropped from a carriage. No doubt.
Unusually worn for so young a child.
A hand-me-down? Perhaps.
Mom didn’t notice.
The logistics of daily life demands concentration.
A dropped shoe falls through the calculations
until it breaks on the price of a new one.
Small feet grow fast.
The winter’s cold reveals no age.
Food is frozen.
Many clouds over a heart with no season.
The tattoo has no magic.
Charm evaporated from the jacket after a week.
Its promise of warmth betrayed.
Have you seen a child walking in the frost?
One bare foot?
A cloudy mom that never rains?



“So many lost souls looking to find a way while walking in the wrong direction.”
Dartwill Aquila




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