Frank V. Gardner

(2 December 1922 - / Washington, D. C.)

Come Home. Danny


The day that Danny went away
He didn't make a fuss.
It was the second day of May....
He left a note for us.

It said he'd join us later on....
He wanted better life.
God knows we tried before he left,
Despite some family strife.

But off he went, with nothing but
The clothing that he wore.
A friend who saw him headed north,
Reported nothing more.

Where did he go? What could he do?
A fifteen-year-old boy....
A letter or a phone call would
Just fill our hearts with joy.

But we must sit and wonder as
We hope and pray for him,
While he is out there all alone
In answer to his whim.

This quiet plea is in our hearts
With every passing night:
'Come home to us now, Danny boy,
Let's try to make things right.'

God help and guide you, Danny boy,
And bring you home to stay.
Then we'll forget that day in May....
When you just walked away.


(Written on May 19,1972, in Nuevo Laredo, Tamaulipas, Mexico.)

Submitted: Saturday, January 08, 2005
Edited: Friday, March 30, 2012

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  • Frank V. Gardner (10/11/2009 2:34:00 PM)

    Mary, thanks for responding to my poem written about Danny's run-away from home in 1972. True, it reminded you of your parentsby was of some incidental coincidents, but you looked deeper to empathize with the effect on me and my family. For me, by the dnd of two weeks in June 1772, the thoughts and feelings just overflowed and had to be expressed. Now, some 37 years later it provides me, in a different venue, with an opportunity to touch base with you in some small way in my search for you , Mary Nagy. (Report) Reply

  • Mary Nagy (1/8/2006 4:01:00 PM)

    Frank, this poem touched me for a few different reasons.........First off- my dads name was Danny. He passed away in 1994 (he was 47) . Second, the date you say in the first stanza is my mothers birthday.......she and I are not close but this poem just called out to me with such connections. Aside from that, it was a very heartfelt poem and left me feeling a little sad. Very nice job. Sincerely, Mary (Report) Reply

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