Sarina Henry

Rookie (07/28/99 / Milwaukee, Wisconsin)

The Window Washer - Poem by Sarina Henry

The window washer came by today
He asked my mom
when could she pay
Oh mom
can't he stay here and play

The window washer came by today
and he scrubs
and grubs
working for a family
that has been washed
by the hands of jesus

The washer came by today
and he told my mom
that he couldn't stay
he had to leave
and breathe
on the mountains that a way

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Comments about The Window Washer by Sarina Henry

  • Gold Star - 10,434 Points Bri Edwards (3/6/2013 4:02:00 PM)

    i like the flow and rhymes. not too sure what the story really is, but i enjoyed it nonetheless. thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 6, 2013



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