Left Behind #poetry

He walked along the winding road
as wind roared through the night
Looking around he could not see
another soul in sight

Until he found what he had lost
his quest would not be through
He had to get it back again
and knew just what to do.

Just as he thought he reached life's end
he saw him standing there
Cold and alone, without a home
with moonlight in his hair.

Embracing him within his arms
he wiped the tears away
He softly whispered in his ear
that he was there to stay

He vowed to never him leave again,
the child that he once was.
Love lived within the memory of
the one he left behind