Elena Plotkin Poems
I grew up with a bunch of others,
Just me with my sisters and brothers.
When I was younger, I was green and tough,
But as I grew older, I discovered life could be rough.
I changed and grew softer, some called me yellow.
But I was no coward, just a very cautious fellow.
Because where I come from you never know the day,
That your whole family gets eaten or just carted away.
A kiss on the forehead
or one on the cheek
A kiss from your mother
while you are asleep.
A kiss of pure innocence.
A kiss on the cheek
Or a kiss on the lips