A Poem A Day
It’s more like something you really like,
Taken away. . .
Somewhere far from your reach.
How many things that were taken away,
0, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 things were lost,
Returning was not an option,
Resisting the pain,
In the horrible,
Black and penetrating.
Listen, turning 10 is not an upgrade,
Even if you think so!
By Benjamin, 4th grade
[photo by Yoppy via Flickr]
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Comments
So very thought provoking. Well done!
Very deep, and a little stirring.
Powerful thoughts expressed here.
oh gosh, I seem to remember thinking something like that when I was turning 10…
Very well written.
bonded forever
Wow.
0,1,2,3,4,5, things were lost
I love that.
And the photo is perfect.