Sunday, March 13, 2011

Leaving poem

Leaving is a hard thing to do
Putting aside all those things you once knew
Crawlng away from the warmth of our beds
To getting those new school somngs stuck in our heads.

No one said leaving would be easy
Especially when all that junk food is making me quesy
Snow is falling when there should be sun
My new friend and I are going out, What fun.

The sadness I felt is now long gone
Even when I think of new boys- especially shaun
I am no longer naked on the track of despare
Goodbye old life please take care
Leaving my new life will be the hard thing to do

2 comments:

  1. Well.... I want to meet Shaun. He sounds like a keeper :) good rhyme scheme! Add this at the end...
    "Erin Stumbaugh could not be cool, nicer, and more funny...
    The trip to Vegas will be crazy, spicy, and ever so sunny."

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