Jay Anderson-Taylor Poet Light Verse

Death of a Boy

Awaken...my child! See what you have become? Once a babbling fool who dribbled and drooled 
and waited for his every meal. Then a clumsy clown who would sometimes stumbled bumbled 
and would fall down...whose silly laugh would fill a room with laughter and a coo. Then into a 
pre-teen goof whose voice seemed to go up and down without control and a poor aim that 
never seem to find the center of the toilet bowl! Then a awkward young man who's face look 
like a bumpy hill and eye's that seemed to follow every young girls move, but with no swagger 
in your next move...now standing before me a man has been born. My baby boy had 
died, but there was no time to mourn for it was a birth of a man and the death of a boy.

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Ingibo Benson July 17, 2011 at 8:42 AM This poem makes a pleasing read, but your poem is a sad one, and I admire your skilful use of rhyme and alliteration, it makes this poem a poetic poem.