I say good bye
one last time
I've done it before
Just not without a dime
It's hard to do it
So hard for me
I wish I could continue
but it's so hard you see
I'll miss all my friends
I'll miss my old house
I'll miss my old bed
and that cute little mouse
but I have to do it
I have to you see
My parents got a job
and without them
I'd be lonley
I wish I could stay
but I can't I can't
I have to leave now
There isn't a choice
So long
good bye
and farwell
for this is the last time
you'll see little miss Dow.
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Comments
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brilliant!
a good poem. it is hard to move from one place to another when one hase roots. feelings are excellent! Continue to pen on
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Thats upsetting you had to leave everything behind when you did not want to i dont no how i would be able to do that
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Wow. It sounds pretty sad. =[ Having to leave home? I've never had to personally deal with that, but to imagine how it would've been if I had to. Very good write, though. Great job.
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