My Year! ! Poem by Jenny Molloy

A ocean in the eye,
A jungle of hair,
A soft gentle touch.
Best year every has just gone by.
A strong arm,
A sour back,
A broken arm.
Time has flown by.
A new hat,
Tighten braces,
A trip of a life time.
That hot room has been closed for a while.
A few fights,
Walking around from here to there,
A welcome home to mom.
The laughs are locked up for the summer.
Some days are gone for ever,
Some we will start agene next year.