Jessica Beal Poems

The It Girl-
Someone who's stuck up and rude,
Someone who doesn't care about anyone but themselves,
Someone who is spoiled and gets anything,
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Little Reanna is seven-years-old.
With skinned knees,
And her hair pulled back,
She's as happy as she can be.
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I'm the girl,
You trip,
And make fun of.
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Here I stand,
Just inside this open window.
My heart beats fast as I look down
Fourty stories below.
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Crickets chirping,
Frogs hopping,
Fireflies glowing,
Emotions showing.
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His cell phone rings,
He answers it,
'Okay. We're on our way.'
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Did you ever wonder,
Why the sky is blue?
Why the grass is green?
Why the sea is shiny?
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I miss your touch,
I miss your kiss,
I miss your hugs.
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I laugh, I cry.
I smile, I frown.
I love, I hate.
I'm happy, I'm hurt.
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Dear Mother,
There is no more pain.
For when tomorrow comes,
I'll be on the evening train.
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