Rayniece D. Clayborne

She Is The Child - Poem by Rayniece D. Clayborne

I watched the children at play.
Their very essence of innocence.
They began to stare.
They were aware of my pressence.
We see you they exclaimed.
Little giggles filled the air.
Come on out; it's ok.
One little girl walked over to me.
She extended her sweet hand.
I smiled...so did she.
I looked a little closer.
She closed her hand.
Her eyes sparkled with glee.
Wanna play in the sand?
I'm too big..Here grab my finger.
Do you like to swing and sing; my favorite two.
I know she said... I'm little you.

Comments about She Is The Child by Rayniece D. Clayborne

  • (5/22/2008 3:04:00 PM)

    So far, this one is my favorite of all your poems! You really packed a punch into the last line, the way the best ones do. Good job Rayniece. (Report) Reply

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  • (4/15/2008 1:17:00 PM)

    i like this peom, it has has you woundering and like the person it was the last line that was the topper. (Report) Reply

  • (4/14/2008 9:15:00 AM)

    I thought the last line was wonderful. Never doubt the impact
    of the last line.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 14, 2008

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