ABDUCTION Staring out this attic window, Mom, I'm crying out your name. Raindrops dancing across the glass, If I could only taste the rain. Is it rain or your tear drops? You must be worried sick and sad. I wish that I could leave this room, And come home to you and Dad. Are you still searching for me, Grandma and Grandpa too? I keep hoping everyday, That I'll be seeing you. I'm terrified and frightened, Since being taken by this man. I keep praying that you'll find me soon, Even though, you don't know where I am. Mom, I did exactly what you told me to, After you ran into the store. I was coloring and playing with my doll, When this man came through the door. B.G. Wetherby Enchanted Mountain Poems