Pokemon LoveA Poem by Kelley QuinnLying innocently upon Professor Oak’s
table. He turns to me, opens his mouth to speak,
but then stalls. I learn forward, hoping against the odds
of what this could enable. He smiles down at me, while I am bouncing
on my feet, And tells me I can have the pokemon of my
choice. For Oak to give away something so
valuable, I knew this was a treat! I examined each pokeball and said in a
small voice, “Can I have that one, please?” Oak flashes a smile and gives me a nod, But reminds me that training a pokemon is
not a breeze. I promise him I won’t be a hot rod. When I leave Oak’s Laboratory, I go to
bid my mother goodbye. She tears up a bit, but I assure her I’ll
be alrigh’ “Take care, stay safe!” She calls after
me. I give her a thumbs up and head for the
path into the woods. Pulling out my pokeball, I feel a rush of
glee. I release him from his ball, my pokemon,
my charmander. I hold him in my hands, taking a
prolonged gander. “Hey, little fella!” I say loud and
clear. He gives a stretch and a yawn, But when he sees me, I see his eyes show
a flash of fear. “Don’t be afraid, we’re friends until you
want me to be gone.” A rustle is heard from my right. I feel my charmander pause. A bellsprout appears, and is only about
half my height. My charmander lets out a growl and brings
out his claws. “It’s okay, Charmy, he won’t bother us.” The bellsprout gives us one more look
over and then runs back into the dark. “We’re pretty intimidating, I guess!” Charmy lets out a huff of air, along with
a small spark. I smile, and cannot believe how lucky I
got. And yet, even now, for Charmy, I will
always have a soft spot. Even after so many years with my Charmy, I knew there were so many things that we
would be. And now that we’ve made it through all of
the training: The gyms, the evil tyrants, the hard
work, I can feel our time together waning. As I remember all of our times together,
I can’t help but smirk. Charmy was the best pokemom I ever had. © 2014 Kelley QuinnReviews
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