Abigail Tatum Poet Free verse

The Rise and Fall

This is a story-
An unfinished story of a girl unsaid
A girl who was very well read,
but didn't always have her own bed.

A breaking of union when she was too young;
A coming together with a new dad and son.
Her family had grown twofold-
Oh how she was loved

But times fell hard
And she fell with a start;
when she was living in a little house
With no space apart

Cramped and compact,
she did not complain
Because it was not all that bad, you see
When your surrounded by the love of your family

Too many people
A too small space
This little girl needed her space
And she was not the only one

Petty arguments and
Silly squabbles
Too close together and 
Too far apart

So the little girl and her family moved
To their own house
A olaace with wide halls 
And big walls

But the rest of her family followed
As she knew they would
But she was OK
Because she finally understand

They were dysfunctional;
they were strange;
they had no concept of a time range.

But family is family wherever you are
No matter how near, no matter how far

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