There was once a boy who lived on the streets
Only eleven years old, having to steal to eat.
There was no mom, there was no dad,
Actually, for this boy, life looked pretty sad.
But that was really just the surface.
There wasn't much in life this boy didn't miss.
He talked to his dad everyday,
And had a feast the king's way.
His smile never left his face
He would prance through the marketplace
He had dreams of a sweet life
All love, no strife.
Others could not understand his happy mood.
Afraid of his smile, they were quite rude.
And sometimes this got the boy down.
But a smile is always longer than a frown.
And love dwelled in his heart.
And no one could touch that part
Of himself.

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