Should Not Have Looked
I turned around...should not have looked;
they all were there and set to go.
The time was set, the day was booked;
today would be the final show.
A tear came flowing down my cheek...
I turned around...should not have looked.
My heart was pounding, legs were weak,
and yet somehow, my mind was hooked.
That arm with claws was soon unhooked
to swivel, reach up high and crash.
I turned around...should not have looked
to watch it make that painful gash.
With digs and pulls...they tore it down.
My childhood home they came and took
to build a bridge from town to town.
I turned around...should not have looked.
Sandra M. Haight
~6th Place~
Contest: I Should Not Have Looked
Sponsor: Mystic Rose
Judged: 06/14/2017
New York State claimed my childhood home
via eminent domain in 1960 and demolished it
to build the Newburgh-Beacon Bridge.
Copyright © Sandra Haight | Year Posted 2017
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