The girl with the pony tail

I was asked to make a poem about one subject or word randomly so here it is with no planning

 THE GIRL WITH THE PONY TAIL

SHE SITS AND LOOKS AT ME

i SMILE BACK 

i WONDER WHAT SHE WANTS

SHE WONDERS WHAT I DON'T NEED

SHE HAS A PONY TAIL

I HAVE MY HAIR DOWN TO MY SHOULDERS

HER FACE IS OF A DOLL

AND THEN THE TEARS BEGIN TO FALL

SHADOWS CREEP ACROSS HER EYES 

HER SKIN BEGINS TO CRINKLE

SOMEONE IS SLOWLY ERASIN THE COLOR IN HER HAIR

HER PINK FACE TURNS PALE

I WATCH IN DISMAY

AS MY PICTURE GOES GRAY

THE REFLECTION IN THE MIRROR 'S LAST DAY

I SCREAM FOR IT TO STOP

THE GIRL WITH THE PONY TAIL WATCHES

AS MY KNEES DROP BEGGING FOR HER SAFTEY

"iT'S ALRIGHT" SHE SAYS "I HAVE LIVED AND SO WILL YOU AND SO WILL EVERYTHING THAT ONCE WAS NEW."

 

 

Author's Note

this is for everyone who is afraid of death