Pass the Parcel by Margaret P.

by Margaret P.

Pass the parcel, Hide and Seek,

Pin the Tail on the Donkey — don’t you peek.

Laughing children — some unknown.

Lots of adults — hear them drone.

Lots of presents — lots of fun?

Maybe not for the little one.

His grandfather’s happy, but he looks sad.

I’m his nanny. What he needs is his dad.

I saw a tall man. He looked like Scott,

But he’s left the party so maybe not.

Where is his father? Does he care?

I pray one day Scott’s life he’ll share.

Until then I’ll mind him and when I’m done

My dearest hope: father finds son.




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