Goodnight Poem by SharonAnn Dawson

Goodnight



Once
when i was a kid
I watched you climb a tree.
Effortlessly.

Twice
when I was a teenager
I cried when you walked passed.
Busy, Harrassed.

Now
When we share our bed
You hold me tight.
Goodnight.

Saturday, June 2, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: goodnight,teenager
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