andrew cormack

Childhood

Boots slide across frozen puddles
Crystal splinters
Old air exhaled, before new.

Spring's first sunshine on face
On the walk to school
Last sunshine on back, way home.

Holiday dissolves into one cloud
Suspended in blue
No end

First day, a fight over a seat.
Tears stretch back to door
Mum gone.

Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 16, 2009

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  • Hikari Enma (9/28/2009 11:33:00 AM)

    sad but true. messaged conveyed clearly. i like the way it was written. unparalleled.

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  • Marilyn LottMarilyn Lott (9/16/2009 6:41:00 AM)

    This is rather sad, Andrew. Typical of a kid's first day
    of school but I hope Mum wasn't gone forever!

    Warm Wishes,
    Marilyn

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