There Is A Little Boy

There is a little boy

who doesn't quite understand.

He knows he's in Room

and he is happy with that.

Everything is soft and fuzzy

in Room.

Outside the other boys

won't play with him.

Teacher says it's because he

is special.

Mommy says the same.

There is a little boy

who loves to learn.

He sits in Chair

and writes with Pencil.

He dips his finger in paint

and makes Mommy

a flower.

He kicks Ball

and laughs at Puppet.

They are his friends.

His only friends.

There is a little boy

who is very lonely.

It is only him,

Teacher and

Mommy.

Daddy left.

Mommy said Daddy

was mean and didn't

like his specialness.

It's little boy's fault.

There is a little boy

who cries himself to sleep.

He cries in Bed

and cuddles

with Blanket.

He whispers to them

and they whisper back.

Bed makes him warm

and rocks him to sleep.

Blanket says she loves him

as she dries his tears

and kisses him goodnight.

They love little boy.