He sat there – whimpering,
As the night grew weary
The sound – it became wailing
Why? The boy won’t tell

As the days waned
He sulked, and sulked and sulked
Face grew in – skeleton, that’s was all one could see
Won’t eat, wont sleep

The winter moon was upon us
He said his first word – since he was found
“Sadness prevails”, the last words
Died soon after