Registered for the Race to 3 Million Books Registered Challenge.

From inside jacket:
With the publication of Finding Fish, his memoir of a childhood spent in foster homes in and around Cleveland, Antwone Fisher shared with the world his story of perseverance, determination, and courage. And he also showed that within him beat the heart of an artist--a major factor in his resilience and recovery.

Now with Who Will Cry for the Little Boy?, his first collection of poetry, Antwone Fisher reveals the inner truths that took him from a tumultuous childhood to the man he is today. The powerful poems presented here range from impressions and expressions of Antwone's years growing up to the love that he has gained from the family he made for himself as an adult. From the title poem--which is featured prominently in the movie Antwone Fisher--a plaintive, haunting tribute to a childhood lost to abuse and neglect, to "Azure Indigo," the uplifting and touching poem about his daughters, many readers will find their own feelings ans experiences reflected in this lyrical and passionate collection.

This is a nice collection of poems. While I didn't connect with many of them (Maybe most of them are too uplifting for me? At least compared to the poets/poems I usually read.), I liked the simple way the poems were, the style and, for the most part, there's a nice rhythm to the poems.

These are my two favorites and since I'll be releasing the book in some way, I wanted a way to keep them. :)

Pale Moon Light

A strawberry pale moonlight, a ginger, a sweet
delight. Perhaps I might, be inclined to write,
of places we've never been. Places among the
stars, perhaps a place called Mars. The dippers,
the moon where I hear in June, its strawberries
are in full bloom.

Perhaps devise a scheme, while visiting Saturn's
rings, a celestial scheme, where one's dream
of dreams, are fulfilled by winged moonbeams.
On Pluto we'd pause to rest, near a place some
call Caress. No one would protest, in fact they'd
attest, when love's at its best, it's you and I,
darling you bet.

Stormy

The wind and the rain, they're back again, the
hurt and pain, of love again. Lightning strikes and
thunder rolls, my eyes are damp, your heart is cold.

Gray above the rain that falls, has no love for me
at all. Stormy love that's cold and gray, please bring
me back my sunny day.

CONTROLLED RELEASE NOTES:

Donated around Oct. 21. Happy reading! :)

I work with foster care kids and I ordered it after watching the movie Antwone Fisher with them. I thought it might be a good therapy tool.

CAUGHT IN LONG BEACH NY USA