Sitting in class remembering what happened ages ago,
remembering not wanting to let him go,
stroking my fingers through his
charred hair thinking it was'nt fair,
and as he looked up at me with his beautiful blue eyes,
he took his black hand and squeezed mine,
and as his cripple little body gave up the fight,
he smiled at me and said,
"Every thing will be alright,"
he wiped the tears away with
the rest of his strength.
So I stroked my finger across his cheek
and told him he didn't need
to suffer any more.
And as he smiled and closed his eyes
I knew even
though I couldn't see
the expression on his face,
So I looked to the sky
as his body dwindled away,
and the wind picked him up out of my arms,
I Knew
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Was all this from personal experiance? Your poetry has a lot of deep emotion in it. The last lines are particularly moving.
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nothing like this has ever happened to me in my life I just have a very good and creative imagination
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Wow thats a very sad and heartfelt poem hun
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Tank You. I was sitting in class and really bored so I wrote notes and came up with this at the same time lol. thanks sweety
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