Big Girl Poem by Amera Andersen

Tightly squinting my eyes, suppressing tears
Instantly, the greatest loss of my life
The worst of the worst, confirming my fears
It pierces my heart, like a rusty knife

I opened my eyes and saw what I feared
The bright red stains down the front of my dress
There on the ground, a crimson pool appeared
The remains in my hands, a sticky mess

Now I must leave, go home, tell my mother
She has to be told; I’m torn up inside
It’s the only way, there is no other
I wish I could run, I wish I could hide

The Popsicle fell, it made such a mess
Mom will be mad as she washes my dress