![]() Are We Moving, Again?A Poem by ROXANE DORSEY
``We're moving again! for the tenth time seem like.
Will I find new friends I ask myself again like always. I want my own room....hope the boogie man don't get me. Tears flow the hallway til someone say, come on little baby. Always no. Even if I cried my little heart out, back to my spooky room, room. Every night felt like a doom to get asleep. Even the walls creep. How the hell I'm suppose to get sleep! ' 'In my room, all the way up 3 flights of stairs, on the left, did my dolls sleep in their small house. We had a mouse and a cat. The cat was black and spooky too. I didn't know what to do. Soon the cat was gone. Uncle Bob sung it a new song by flushing Mommacat down grandma's john. ' 'In that house, we didn't last. Living in that row house became a thing of my past. After a year my family was on the move again. I had to find new friends like always. But this time they came to me because I wasn't a bully. I am the nicest type with a gappy smile and cause I moved why should I change my cartoons?
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6 Reviews Added on October 27, 2017 Last Updated on October 28, 2017 AuthorROXANE DORSEYbaltimore, MDAboutlove poetry since it has been embedded in my mind deeply way back when I was 4 years old. A very good reader in pre-school. Nursery rhymes tuned me in even deeper. more..Writing
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