ChildhoodA Poem by Jamie TaylorLittle girl staring out at the sprinkling rain Why does it always have to ruin her day? She was planning on going to the creek for a swim Thinking of something to do, she felt her mind brim She could play house, or dress in her moms clothes Or act like a princess in a pretty dress that flows Playing tea party sounded like a great plan But that thought left her mind like garbage into a trash can Her mind was dancing with things to play Just picking one could take her all day So she decided to take a nap, and play when she awakes Hoping the rain would stop so she could play ducks and drakes Her dream was filled with many things From talking dogs to pigs with wings She went on an adventure to a far away land Even met a walking dog with an extra hand She woke up to the sound of a shutting door Her mom was home; the soft rain now a down pour Looking outside, her heart filled with sorrow I guess she will have to just wait until tomorrow. © 2010 Jamie Taylor |
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1 Review Added on December 5, 2010 Last Updated on December 5, 2010 AuthorJamie TaylorCDA, IDAboutMy name is Jamie, obviously. I just found this website after not having used it for two years. A lot has changed in my life. I've been dating an incredible boy for almost the past year (long distance).. more..Writing
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