To Be GoodA Poem by gabiaimee
He told an infant not to whine,
a watch to change the time, he told me to be good. He said the birds fly south when the flowers come about, he said he understood. He said the water gets deeper the darker you see her, he said to keep my head high. He said I'd find the key buried beneath the black sea, he said I need to try. He told me that a traffic light stays unchanging if I feel alright, he told me to act as I would. He told debutantes and saints to care for every day, he told me to be good.
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