Jermaine Carter Poems
|2.||A Letter To My Mom||6/18/2006|
|6.||Just To Say||6/27/2006|
|8.||The One That Got Away||7/1/2006|
|11.||Here's To You||8/6/2006|
|12.||What To Do||8/10/2006|
|14.||A Song After Midnight||10/11/2006|
|18.||What's My Name||6/16/2006|
Comments about Jermaine Carter
I pass by it everyday after school,
and i see my dad's old car sitting in the drive,
i has cought some rust,
and the tires are worm and flat.
the windshield is cracked
and you can see through the bottom floor,
and flowers are growing out of it,
then i went to my dad and asked why,
why do you keep holding on to a old car,
he turned and smiled,
he said son, the memories.....
the memories of an old life,
that has taken hold,
alas it is but an old car, but somethings are still gold
and then i realize,
his heart is still in love with ...
They are made to sooth the heart,
and sometimes are made to create a vistion of things
you read about....
love and hate,
the next morning,
or something you ate.
taking a midnight sroll on the moon lightbay,
are watch people and animals be gay,
sometimes you read about dreams and such