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| Your School's Name: Bonita High | MY URL: Visit Me |
| My Email: Email Me | Your Name: Cassie J. |
| Poet's Name (if not yourself) | |
| Any comments about why you wrote it? I wanted the world to see the effect of child abuse, and wanted to raise awareness for it |
Your Poem:
I want you to follow me
There is something I must share
A secret, hidden
Must finally be free
Do you see her?
Over there, sitting in that tiny chair
Thin curling blonde hair, baby blue eyes, soft pink lips
With a smile oh so rare
People say she’s darling
Curled up in the furry blanket
A pink ruffle flutters underneath
Wisps of the crisp sundress she so treasures
With nap time ove
Its time to go explore
She’s traveled the world, claimed Neptune as her own
Even found for her puppy, the perfect pearl white bone
Ahh, the day is over, time to scurry home
Time to share with her family
The finger painting she did that day
Working so happily, rosy cheeks so eager, “I can’t wait to show my mommy dear!”
"Mommy! Mommy!"
My, she is so lovable
Her innocent voice, her dewy pale skin
The angels stare proudly, as if one of their own
But something’s wrong,
Mommy is filled with rage and terror
The resentment of years, I knew this day would come
Her eyes so fiery, her fist so stiff, she will surely pounce
The petite little girl, eyes so mortified
She barely escaped that final blow
Her sandal now torn, trips her on the stairs
“Serves you right! You inbred filth!” rings the booming voice
Panting so hard
Her sides cramped in
Her left eyebrow bleeds, the cut seems deep
“I’m sorry mummy” whispers baby angels’ voice
Tears of pain roll down her bed
But they are not her own
“I’m sorry too,” whispers her angel so dazzling
Shining in gold, robes so pure, “It’s time to take you home”
She lifts her up
So gentle to the touch, her pain fading away
Clutching tight to her chest, in her pink sundress
A picture of her mother, holding her baby angel’s hand
| Your School's Name: Bonita High | MY URL: Visit Me |
| My Email: Email Me | Your Name: Cassie J. |
| Poet's Name (if not yourself) | |
| Any comments about why you wrote it? I wanted the world to see the effect of child abuse, and wanted to raise awareness for it |
Your Poem:
I want you to follow me
There is something I must share
A secret, hidden
Must finally be free
Do you see her?
Over there, sitting in that tiny chair
Thin curling blonde hair, baby blue eyes, soft pink lips
With a smile oh so rare
People say she’s darling
Curled up in the furry blanket
A pink ruffle flutters underneath
Wisps of the crisp sundress she so treasures
With nap time ove
Its time to go explore
She’s traveled the world, claimed Neptune as her own
Even found for her puppy, the perfect pearl white bone
Ahh, the day is over, time to scurry home
Time to share with her family
The finger painting she did that day
Working so happily, rosy cheeks so eager, “I can’t wait to show my mommy dear!”
"Mommy! Mommy!"
My, she is so lovable
Her innocent voice, her dewy pale skin
The angels stare proudly, as if one of their own
But something’s wrong,
Mommy is filled with rage and terror
The resentment of years, I knew this day would come
Her eyes so fiery, her fist so stiff, she will surely pounce
The petite little girl, eyes so mortified
She barely escaped that final blow
Her sandal now torn, trips her on the stairs
“Serves you right! You inbred filth!” rings the booming voice
Panting so hard
Her sides cramped in
Her left eyebrow bleeds, the cut seems deep
“I’m sorry mummy” whispers baby angels’ voice
Tears of pain roll down her bed
But they are not her own
“I’m sorry too,” whispers her angel so dazzling
Shining in gold, robes so pure, “It’s time to take you home”
She lifts her up
So gentle to the touch, her pain fading away
Clutching tight to her chest, in her pink sundress
A picture of her mother, holding her baby angel’s hand
| Your School's Name: |
| MY URL: Visit Me |
| Your Name: Gabriele Kraus |
| Poet's Name (if not yourself) |
| Any comments about why you wrote it? I love someone so much |
Your Poem:
Thoughts and Feelings
Never met a man like you
Thought to found my love in Lou
Who could bake a partner for me?
Then I got your letter – Bee!
Your talk and laughter, so sweet in my mind
I felt, you are the one of my kind!
For you, my heart has opened door
I never experienced it like this before!
No more lies to any more spies
I wished, you could bear my silent cry
While time slowly creeps on by
You promised to call
But I am not sad at all
Rather feel pity for you,
Cause I kicked you too hard, even without shoe!
My Darling, I wished to turn to a dove
Fly all the way for – to stay in love!
GK, Germany
| Your School's Name: |
| MY URL: Visit Me |
| Your Name: Gabriele Kraus |
| Poet's Name (if not yourself) |
| Any comments about why you wrote it? I love someone so much |
Your Poem:
Thoughts and Feelings
Never met a man like you
Thought to found my love in Lou
Who could bake a partner for me?
Then I got your letter – Bee!
Your talk and laughter, so sweet in my mind
I felt, you are the one of my kind!
For you, my heart has opened door
I never experienced it like this before!
No more lies to any more spies
I wished, you could bear my silent cry
While time slowly creeps on by
You promised to call
But I am not sad at all
Rather feel pity for you,
Cause I kicked you too hard, even without shoe!
My Darling, I wished to turn to a dove
Fly all the way for – to stay in love!
GK, Germany
| Your School's Name: |
| MY URL: Visit Me |
| Your Name: Gabriele Kraus |
| Poet's Name (if not yourself) |
| Any comments about why you wrote it? I love someone so much |
Your Poem:
Thoughts and Feelings
Never met a man like you
Thought to found my love in Lou
Who could bake a partner for me?
Then I got your letter – Bee!
Your talk and laughter, so sweet in my mind
I felt, you are the one of my kind!
For you, my heart has opened door
I never experienced it like this before!
No more lies to any more spies
I wished, you could bear my silent cry
While time slowly creeps on by
You promised to call
But I am not sad at all
Rather feel pity for you,
Cause I kicked you too hard, even without shoe!
My Darling, I wished to turn to a dove
Fly all the way for – to stay in love!
GK, Germany