Running. Would you please c/c this write? TY?

This is an all too familiar story in society and I'm glad you shared it. The heart and essence of your piece is what I think makes any writing powerful. At one time I drove a special needs van for school kids. I remember a young boy just like this one. He too waited for mom or someone to show up to encourage him in his sports which he was so good at.. He too was a real trouper and "kept going" against the odds. Once I made him brownies for his birthday. He cried all the way to school and said he had never had a birthday cake and he was 7 years old.

It's good to know that here are still people like your brother and others who care and take an interest in encouraging kids in these situations. My heart goes out to the kids who are moved from home to home and never feel as thought they belong anywhere. I can see why the boy loves your brother as he feels genuine love and care from him.. Your brother can and will make a tremendous difference in the boy's life. I hope in the end the boy beats the odds and makes a great life for himself.

Give your brother a hug for me! Thanks for sharing this.

Yowee I wouldn't change a thing, but that's just me. I so relate to this though, thank you.

I seem to be OK in many ways

rough I've known many times in the past 15 years

harsh enough too often, to cause confusing tears.

My goal for so long has been, beyond my passion for writing

is to become a PHD in Psychology and have my own practice

working with troubled youth. God knows I've been abused by them enough.

Hugs and thanks again to share this.

I'm still running from Ghosts I had haunt me from age 6

and I've yet to find all the tricks to dismiss.

KEVIN Rudd has made an emotional apology to half-a-million "Forgotten Australians" who faced sexual abuse, violence and forced lab our in childcare homes over a period of decades.

Victims among the 1000 people who packed Parliament House for the address burst into tears as the Prime Minister detailed heart-rending cases of neglect in Australia's orphanages and institutions from 1930 to 1970.

"We look back with shame that so many of you were left cold, hungry and alone and with nowhere to hide and nobody, absolutely nobody, to whom to turn," Mr Rudd said.well BG SOME OF EM ARE STILL RUNNING BUT NOT ME -------------FORGOTTEN AUSTRALIAN you are right BG I am a bird out of the ashes flying above no looking back for me

Bobby G, this is a sad story, and it is so large in numbers today.When you have a loving home and caring parents it makes all the difference.If only these children would have someone who loved them and they had some sort of constancy . Many lives could be different.

Blessings to you.I Thoroughly enjoyed your Poem i sure can relate to it, I run away from my childhood despair and found a book that took me to wider horizon and now i teach the opposite of it, this is the reason i became a Spanish's -Teacher to comfort those whom run the same road i did, although this was not my choice i proved to all it made me wise...... Thanks BG for been there when i needed a friend. keep on writing .

At the end I thought his mother would show up and he could give her the rose... But he didn't. That's a sad poem u wrote and it reminded me very much about myself the first stanza the most. I loved it, it just about made me cry. I think it's fine the way it is.. No need to change one word.

He must still be running I hope

xx

with your kind leave i change it in this way

A boy is running from the time of his birth

but he doesn't know why is he running?

A foster house not much better for him

This is what left him in black and blue

The reason he ran and ran as fast as

One could run and one could dare to

This was the only thing, he was good at

That was the running and running on feet

i only changed the first stanza

if you like this change

to tell me i may change the rest

hope you good and happy

a good love and care for you

and if you read mine

http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=201005...

hope you good

a good love for you

Zahid from Pakistan

The first stanza reminded me of Forrest Gump. Which is a good thing because I love that film.

Great write, what more needs to be added? Nothing.

This is not unlike the one you wrote about you singing, talent comes out in the most unexpected people, your lucky to have a talent for poetry as well. You are a prodigy gal! This poem tells the story well and is extremely compelling.

Another well-told story you have shared with us. Thank you. I think some spirits just need to run. I can relate to this.

Run

Free

Spirit carry me

Fast

Strong

To where I belong