Sad Life 11-23
A sleepover
Hooray
My sister and I
We pack light
a small bag each
It's been 3 days
I am out of fresh clothes
I miss my toys
Can I go back now?
Apparently sleepover
Does not mean what I thought
Ah, if only I brought more clothes
If only I got my books
If only I could keep what was mine
the new house is good
until I mess up
and then come the lines
I will not
I shall not
I will not
I shall not
My sisters afraid of bees
So why is it
she's outside
forced to stand in a patch of clover
Why?
Trampoline tickle fight
the older girls should have listened
I cried stop
they did not
And yet here I am on the porch
Wet bottom towards the world
begging for forgiveness?
"She" burst in while I was changing
"Get Out" i scream, like a respectable person
Except I forgot, 9 year old girls without parents
aren't respectable, or people
half an hour I sat, shirtless in front to the window
Ham and cheese
That's it
Every day for a summer
Ham. And. Cheese
eventually I hid the ham
and only ate the cheese
We are selected by a family
we will finally have a home
we tour the place, and it's amazing
tree house, dollhouse, multi acre yard
We'll give you a call said the "parents"
but they never did
ah, eggbert, oh speedy one
you are my only friend
all the other games
were always asking for player 2
but who needs a player 2?
Is it just me or are our dinners getting smaller?
Tomorrow marks the
first day of fourth grade
We head to the doctor
We get weighed
At 40 lbs, I am in the fifth percentile
That's a good score, right?
Todays the day
Finally
January 2009
Somebody sees me for who I am
Copyright © Samantha Farley | Year Posted 2023
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