He looked at his hands and a thought formed in his head.
When the others arrived little boy David was dead.
His classmates were frightened, some of them ghosts,
Because little boy David was not loved the most.
"Why did this happen?" They would all ask and then ponder.
Little boy David would be alone for no longer.
Maybe it was true, maybe he was alone,
But little boy David had a heart that was not made of stone.
