Free In December

Poem on the spot =]

Sitting in the childrens home,

Makes me want to cry

I hate being in this fragile zone,

Left here to die

Waiting here to be set free,

Waiting night and day

Untill they open them big doors,

Hushing me away

The friends ive made,

I will never let go

Our memories wont fade,

I love them so

As the moon goes down,

The sun begins to rise

I wake up with a frown,

But get a surprise

The doors are open,

Its time to go

The fresh air is cold,

And the floor with snow

My first step ill always remember,

This special day

When I was free in December!

 

Reviews

[Moods]

How touching; how splendidly portrayed...!

Although I know it's about a Children's Home it reminds me of St. Jude's Children Hospital in Memphis, TN.

You have expressed the wishes and wants of a child so sweetly...of a normal life that (we) others so many times take for granted.

This will be a favorite of mine and I'll send it to others.

You are skilled...

S

[Matthew D. Ford]

Sweet, touching, and actually, December is one of the greatest holidays ever. By the way, the picture's beautiful! :}

[Gema]

Amy that was bloody amazing although hair = air right lol??
Well done u are amazing poet n stoy teller =)

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

That is really a heartwarming piece, turning a negative into a positive... your words are truly inspiring :-)