
Andy, Where Are You? I hope you are ok?©
Copyright 2014
By Felina Silver Robinson
Walking home I spotted you
Sitting in the rain upon the park stairs
No older than 17
I could not bear the thought of you sitting there
Colder than cold could be
Hiding underneath the tip of your hat
Sad and embarrassed
I nervously approached you
Not fearful of potential violence
But nervous you wouldn’t take my offer of help
I got you to agree to come with me
Into the warmth of my home with my family
In my heart I knew it was what I must do
With a daughter the same age
I would hope if she needed help someone would reach out to her
Your clothes, dirty, tattered and torn
I sympathized with what you must have gone through
No questions asked
But you offer an explanation
A mother’s battle with alcohol
Not in her right mind
You escape from her anger and her pain
Sent you running out into the cold
I was your refuge
You had a plan
A plan of turning 18 and enlisting in the Army
Upon that day
You sought out a recruiter
The next thing I knew
You were giving thanks and on your way
No day passes that you haven’t been on my mind
I wonder where you are and if you’re ok
What has become of the young man Andy
That I took in on that cold and rainy day
I hope you think of me too
Maybe one day you will find me
Just to let me know that you are ok
I only wish you well
I dream of your happiness
To make up for all the pain I know you suffered
May your life now be the one you had hoped for
Andy, Where Are You? I hope you are ok
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Andy, Where Are You? I hope you are ok©
Was written by Felina Silver Robinson
on Sunday, February 29, 2014
This is a story about a young man Andy that I took into my home when I used to live on Perry Street in Brookline. His last name I don’t recall as it was unusual. He signed up for the Army on his 18th birthday in 2001 or 2002, and I haven’t seen or heard from him since. I think of him every day and hope that he is ok. My wish is to find him so that I can just know that he is ok. God bless you Andy.
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