![]() For MikeA Poem by Roberta Weth![]() Restored: a tribute to my old childhood friend who died that year.![]()
For Mike A thirteen year old sun shines On the peeling red paint Of an old trailer Long gone from the playground Two boys laugh At a stubborn girl With blonde hair in her eyes Hands on hips, Chins stuck out A far from forgotten quarrel resounds “I don’t want to be April! I want to be Leonardo” The two boys look at each other And laugh The brown haired boy chimes “You’re a girl! Girls can’t be ninja turtles!” The girl stomps her feet And the blonde boy says “Besides if you aren’t April who are we going to save?” The girl thinks and then laughs “Ok then which one of you is going to be Michelangelo?” The boys look at each other again “I will” They shout in unison The little girl giggles “Here we go…” © 2008 Roberta Weth |
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1 Review Added on February 8, 2008 Last Updated on February 9, 2008 Author![]() Roberta WethPortland, ORAboutI twenty years old, and I spent the majority of those years out in the middle of nowhere listening to country music so don't be surprised if the word y'all creeps up in my poetry or stories although .. more..Writing
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