Thursday, May 25, 2006

wanted to share my favorite poem

my childhood

my bed is high
off the ground          
my feet dangle down          
never touching the floor          

the sun doesn't shine          
through my window          
the awning           
over the porch          
puts a stop to that          

the squirrels          
in the tree          
next to the porch          
run & jump          
& play hide & seek          
& never see me watching           
longing to be free          
to join in the fun          

Raggedy Ann is mad at Andy          
and they're both not talking to me          
and even my imaginary friend          
doesn't want to play today

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