I Was Five Years Old
The day was November twenty second,
of the year nineteen sixty three.
I saw every family member,
with their eyes glued to the T.V.
It is a day I'll remember,
not just because Kennedy had just died.
It was the first time, for me,
that I saw my momma cry.
Paula Swanson 9/26/2011
For the contest; One Stand Out Day
Sponsored by Frank Herrera
Placement: 6th
Copyright © Paula Swanson | Year Posted 2011
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