S Is For Sadness - For Contest
Sadness – a black cloud that sat on my head
when my mummy told me that my rabbit was dead
a hurt in my heart when my friends called me names
and refused to allow me to join in their games
A croak in my voice when I try to explain
but the words just won’t come – and I’m crying again
and I really don’t know what my face is about
look - my brow is all wrinkly, my bottom lip’s out
What on earth is this thing that is happening to me
this is scary, I want to be happy for me
if only my arms were a hundred feet long
I could hug myself better and sing me a song
But wait; if there’s happy, there has to be sad
and if there is good, then there has to be bad
we have up, we have down, there is darkness and light,
and the opposite feeling of peace is a fight
So I guess that there must be more people than me
who are feeling sad too and they don’t want to be
if only I knew how to make them feel calm
would it work - a big hug from my hundred foot arm
Now I know, it’s a feeling, it’s inside of me
like the one when my rabbit jumped up on my knee
he’d been chased by a horrible dog in the street
as I cuddled him close, I could feel his heartbeat
And my tears dripped down as his breathing grew still
and the heat from his body grew colder until
all the sadness that I felt would just never end
turned to joy with the memories of my dearest friend.
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