Will you take me home?

by MeeraMayaa

I thought the sun married the moon

stars were the guest in your wedding

And I was playing in the park

That’s the story these caretakers have been narrating every night.

Am still waiting in this park

expecting someone will pick me home

Everyday someone comes

and picks my friends to their new nest .

I am happy they got a family

But when will you pick me

Trust me I will be a good child,

I just want a family

I will not ask for a toy

I just need your hug

When will you take me

I don’t mind you calling me an adopted child

I only need a Mother and father.

Will you take me home?

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