Faustina Marie

Rookie - 50 Points (2/2/1996 / Ontario, California)

Pouring Rainbows - Poem by Faustina Marie

I don't remember much
About Ivy anymore, but
I know she was my best friend.

We would sit on my front door step
Trying vainly to eat our Push Pops
Before they melted

We would then scurry across the street
To her house and gallop
Down the hall to her room

How fascinating the bright colors
Of the sand were! As we poured rainbows
Into plastic heart jars.

The days that were too hot
And sticky even to sit still
We jumped into her pool

Splashing and laughing we swam,
Terrified of the little pool vacuum,
And thrilled by the small, dusty yellow butterflies
Whom we could never hope to catch…

I don't remember much
About Ivy anymore, but
I know I cried for my best friend
The day I moved away.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, February 1, 2012

Poem Edited: Friday, March 1, 2013

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