Emily Howard Poems

You were teased and hurt and punched and hit
Until they finally would get over their fit.
You never would even say a word
With the fear that you might not be heard.
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Piercing and chilling is the Mocking Bird's first song,
Until hundreds of other birds join the throng
Shrilling and Singing their songs attract my gaze,
All of the birds, each and every one, can amaze.
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Darkness.
The dreary silence,
The cold,
The uneasy feeling of doubt.
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You said yes while I said no.
I said stay and you said go.
You said "us" but I said "never."
You said "listen" and I said "not ever."
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The eagle provides for his chick.
All day and night, as constant as the clock's tick.
The hog, likewise, doesn't rest until all are fed,
and sound asleep in the big warthog bed.
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