A Little Memory-Spot
When I was only seven and happy we moved
leaving my very best friend Spot behind
leaving a family member
I cried for many weeks
I missed my best friend Spot more each and everyday
broken and devastated at seven.
Spot waits with holy angels for me in heaven
all day long we loved to run, sing and play
we miss playing ball at the creeks
Spot, I will remember
this move was very cruel, unfair and unkind
why was my very best friend Spot removed.
Even at seven I would have never approved
today-there are days I could lose my mind
your birthday was in September
loved blusher on your cheeks
a child at seven I thought you would always stay
I stopped crying at the age eleven.
4 Place A Little Memory Invented Form Poetry Contest
Contest Judged: 1/16/2021
Sponsored by:Constance La France
Copyright © Paula Goldsmith | Year Posted 2020
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