The Grand CanyonA Poem by Matthew V. H.Not talking about the landmark either.The Grand Canyon
By Matthew S. Van Hove
I would call you by name, But it seems like such a false thing. Tamitha, Cassy, Iceblue; B***h, Liar, W***e, Trailer Trash! Those sound better but not quite right.
You may ask why I call you this, You may think I am giving you praise. A national landmark after all is something of honor. You don't know the meaning of that word. You have no honor, no dignity, no tacked.
You were my first, And I will never be able to forget you. You caused me pain greater than I had known at that point in my life. You made me who I am, So I kind of have to thank you.
But you will always be the Grand Canyon to me. And the reason is simple to see. Because, Even a seven forty seven looks small, Flying into the Grand Canyon. © 2008 Matthew V. H.Reviews
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