Past Poem by Amanda Eckols

Past



Not to long ago there was a little girl
she all but giving up hope
and dreams of a better world
though she dragged here feet
she mangaged to move on
and there in the spot
that she had stayed so long
stuck a bolt of lighting
that split a tree in half
Many years later she came back
to look upon the past
Now she has a husband
and three kids of her own
and they all play on the tree
that was once her home
There she tells a story
of begger with out a home
and how one stormy night
see finally saw the light
and deside to take life

Sunday, July 18, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: husband,kids,tree
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