Sitting in the old well house
it waited and waited
for years and years had went by
the back side was lower on one side
and some parts were missing
yet it waited and waited
there were signs of rust
and some paint was needed
for years and years had come and gone
it was in the back hidden
it waited and waited
finally the day had come
new tires made it level again
fresh new paint made it shine
all the missing pieces made it whole
it waited and waited
once it was loved by a little girl
all those years ago
but still it waited and waited
the little girl was all grown now
to big to ride
but still it waited and waited
for the little one to arrive
a few years would have to past by
but it would wait and wait
for the little one
whose mom it once belonged
to be born in April
and to wait and grow
and grow
The Little Red Tricycle
