Nothing but Silence

Nothing but Silence

I am lonely--

Would you like to play?

It looks like you're having fun.

Your red ball goes

(Bounce, bounce, bounce). 

I can't take my eyes off 

(Bounce, bounce, bounce)

Your bouncy red ball--

Can I play, too?

I open my mouth to ask, but--

Nothing comes out.

Just silence.

No words come out, 

I'm so angry now!

I yell and I bite, I 

Scratch and I pinch and I scream, 

Because I want to play, too--

Why can't I play, too?

My parents are shushing me,

Drag me away,

Away from the bouncy red ball,

Away from the park--

I'm not ready to go. 

I open my mouth--

As much noise as I make,

Mine doesn't sound like yours.

No! 

I'm not ready to go!

I want to play, too, 

With the bouncy red ball, 

On the swings that go

(Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh)

Back and forth, and feel so good!

I open my mouth--

But nothing comes out. 

Just silence. 

On the way home,

I'm crying now. 

I fought before, but

Now it's too late;

I've given up.

Tears stream down my face,

It feels bad to be wet,

But I'm sad. 

I open my mouth, 

Then close it again. No use. 

Nothing would come out--

Just silence. 

(Copyright, Andra R Wearden, July 01, 2014)