I Won'T Be There Poem by Art Box

I Won'T Be There



Standing high
Letting the mist cloud my body
Thinking back
Good times
Bad times
Sad times.
The wind chilling the tip of my nose
Thinking back
Happy times
Fun times
Old times
Gravel inbetween my toes
Thinking forward
Weddings
Birthdays
Christmases
The sun burning my back
Children
Grandchildren
Nieces
Nephews
Brothers
Sisters

I'm just sorry I won't be there...

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sophie Collins 17 May 2007

wow! im close to tears..the line 'im just sorr i wont be there'.......the perfect ending.

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