Second PlaceA Poem by Lou WooI remember in the elementary school years Those good ol' years from way back then When first was the worst and second was the best Because everybody wanted to win But we all know gold's worth more than silver And number one is marked by gold So if my brother's the golden child Then clearly I am silver Although je suis plus âgée qu'il He stands at the acme of my parents' heart I'm lower on the cliff, fighting wind torrents- fighting my own brother Trying and failing to reach the peak Look at the two of us this way: I am that '60s coffee colored Chevrolet with broken gears And he is the shiny new Ferrari with heated leather seats Can't be difficult to guess which one they'd wanna drive But hey, who cares, look on the bright side Soon I'll be an antique With a lot of value And my brother? What would he be? Maybe a silly red sport's car And besides Just take a peak at today's economy The price of gold is rising But guess what? Silver's growing faster! Oh those good ol' days of elementary school Where first was the worst and second was the best It seems to be coming back to me Because I am silver, I am the antique truck, and I am second place But- most importantly- no matter what anyone thinks I am the best in my world And that is all that matters ~Lou Woo~
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1 Review Added on November 13, 2011 Last Updated on November 13, 2011 AuthorLou WooAboutHey y'all, sorry I've been gone for a while. I'm on a journey to find inspiration, please continue reading, reviewing, and rating my works while I'm gone, but I may not get to respond for a while. I'l.. more..Writing
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