Mya Crawford

Rookie (1992 / Callarado)

Counting Rain Drops - Poem by Mya Crawford

She hears the rain out side her window seel,
and concentrats on how many drops she hears,
There home,
the yelling starts again,
a hollow yell,
a loud thud,
another whole,
i hold my sister,
as another rounds of screems start,
howling cop car sirons,
oh nabers must have called the cops again,
new voices now,
and out of no were,
i hear,
'Shes dead'
and know there talking about my mom...

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Poem Submitted: Friday, June 8, 2007

Poem Edited: Wednesday, March 9, 2011

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