She was walking on her way home when she heard a cry
She looked 'round and saw a little child sitting on a bench, quiet shy
No one was with her and so she came near
She asked, "child, what are you doing here?"
The child of about six replied, "I'm very cold
But I have to stay here and do what I'm told."
She asked where the child's parents was but the child didn't know
She took pity and said, "stay here. I'll get something for you. I'll be back so don't go."
The child nodded and with that she went and bought a nice hot chocolate
Which she thought was just appropriate
She called the attention of the cops she saw
Best to get help from an officer of the law
They got back to where she left the child
But no one was there. Just the wind blowing a little mild
After she described this child who was cold
A story they told her slowly unfold
The child was known as Peter St. Claire
Auburn hair with face so fair
He and his parents often went to the park to play
And one day while his mom was buying him ice cream, she told him to stay
But Peter was curious, as all child's are
He left the waiting place and went too far
He fell into the river nearby
Hit his head and there he died
Since then many would report seeing the child who was cold
Waiting like he was supposed to and do as he's told
© Maria Michaela
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