Swinging my eyes glued to the ground
Thinking of the dreams I have not yet found
Swinging back and forth the wind whistling through my ears
Remembering what’s happened through the years
All the tears that have been spilt
The friendships I have managed to build
My parents break up
Nicking mums make up
Just thinking of life in itself
And the fact that I am growing I am myself
A contest entry
- Picture Prompt... by kiwigirljacks.
600 points, ended October 8, 2008, 9 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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This is a great piece of relfection on life and what things go into our growing... really like this take on the pic!
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yes you are yourself. Thanks for sharing your insights and inner thoughts. Those precious moments even the bad ones build us to be who we are. Good luck in the contest and keep writing.
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