Cassidy Fohs


The Effects of My Poems


I wish I could write a poem about laughter and joy
Or the happiness of a kid getting a new toy
I wish I could make the reader smile
Even if it was only for just a while
I wish you could show one of my poems to your friend and say
My poems made your day
I wish my poems would go down in history
That they all have a sort of mystery
That each tells their own story
That they will be passed down with glory
But I can't get a poems format right
My poems can also not visualize a good sight
But either way
I do pray
That my poems will be passed down
That when people read my work either smile or frown
Pen and paper are my minions
Each person has their own opinions

Submitted: Tuesday, June 25, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, June 25, 2013
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