Treasure Island

Yasmin Rubayo


July


July, the year two-thousand
I had no nickname
I was fifteen
I liked to shop
I lived for my mom
I wanted to be an actress

July, the year two-thousand and one
I had no nickname
I was sixteen
I liked to dance
I lived for tv
I wanted to be a director

July, the year two-thousand and two
Friends called me Em
I was seventeen
I liked to draw
I lived for my cat
I wanted to have lots of money

July, the year two-thousand and three
Friends called me by name
I was eighteen
I liked to talk
I lived for myself
I wanted to be a shrink

July, the year two-thousand and four
Friends didn't call
I was nineteen
I played piano
I lived for my sister
I wanted to serve my country

July, the year two-thousand and five
Friends called again
I was twenty
I had to work
I lived for walks
I wanted to have it all

July, the year two-thousand and ten
Friends will always call
I'll be twenty-five
I'll like my dog
I'll live my life
I will be more than halfway through college

July, the year two-thousand and twenty
Friends will call me successful
I'll pretend that I'm thirty
I'll like my career
I'll live for my family
I'll have everything that I've wanted

July, the year three-thousand and five
Surely I won't still be alive

Submitted: Tuesday, November 08, 2005
Edited: Friday, November 11, 2011

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  • Patricia Grantham (11/23/2013 7:26:00 AM)

    This is a very unusual poem to write but I really liked reading it.
    The month of July always has a very special meaning. Looking
    ahead to the future with very positive thoughts. Nice and nice. (Report) Reply

  • Caroline Bulleck (11/23/2012 10:20:00 AM)

    This poem is a nice remembrance of the past and looking towards the future. I enjoyed reading your poem. (Report) Reply

  • Mary-Elizabeth Conn (8/13/2006 2:36:00 PM)

    This is a really cool poem- I really like how you go from past to future, it's a really unique poem. Maybe you won't be alive in 3005 but I bet this poem will!

    July, year two thousand six
    My friends call me Meford
    I just turned sixteen
    I like too many things to list
    I live to make a difference
    I want to become a doctor.

    Keep up the good work! :) (Report) Reply

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