Why Poem by Joann Thompson

Why



For an entire summer I wondered why
Ending my thoughts with a sigh
Was it something she had done before
Was karma real, was there more
I couldn't believe she was to blame
Others had done the same
My heart ached for her pain
How could one bum knee make her lain
She came back and played again
But she just wasn't the same
I didn't really know what to say
But in her eyes I could see, all she wanted to do was play

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Natalie Frey 20 April 2009

hahahahaha so this def. is NOT about me but im just so selfcentered that i immediately thought that it was and broke into a fit of laughter lol

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