Paula Goldsmith Poet Rhyme

Oh Little One

Oh little one so brand new,                                                                                                         The hurt and pain that will follow you.                                                                                          As you grow the kids will tease,                                                                                                           As you all play in the school yard breeze.                                                                                      Older and older you will get,                                                                                                                    As you must learn not to fret.                                                                                                        Time will come and time will go,                                                                                              Being adopted will not let you know.                                                                                         Some of you are considered Black Sheep,                                                                                                  So some of you are meant to weep.

Written Date: 7/8/2019

Honorable Mention     
Black Sheep Contest Judged:7/20/2019 Sponsored by: Anthony Slausin   

8/22/2021 Dear Paula, Congratulations, this is just a quick notice to let you know that your poem "Oh little one" is one of the poems being featured on the PoetrySoup home page this week. Poems are rotated each day in groups of 14-16 to give each poem an equal opportunity to be displayed. Thanks again and congratulations. Sincerely, PoetrySoup

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Ann Foster July 13, 2019 at 8:59 PM I am weaping... too be unwanted... is ... Ann Paula Goldsmith July 14, 2019 at 10:45 AM Thanks a million you reading and writing back.

Arturo Michael July 11, 2019 at 7:19 AM Words of wisdom...all over this poem... Paula Goldsmith July 11, 2019 at 6:00 PM Never thought of it that way but you are right. Thanks for writing me.

Kai Michael Neumann July 10, 2019 at 2:14 PM Very sad indeed. good luck in the contest. Kind wishes, Kai Paula Goldsmith July 10, 2019 at 10:55 PM Life is happy, sad and fun. "Thank You," for your note and reading my work.

Ralph Sergi July 9, 2019 at 7:59 AM A sad but a thoughtful poem, Paula! Paula Goldsmith July 9, 2019 at 10:26 AM "Thank You," for your note and for reading my work.