Rose Petals Poet Rhyme

The Thoughts of a Discarded Little Sister

A sweet autumn breeze whistles through the air,
Do you really have to ask?
Of course, I'll go outside today, 
you rarely ever want to play!

I sprain my knee, 
You never care, 
It isn't fair.
You help me up,
You do care.
It is fair!

We laugh, we play, we run,
It's really lots of fun!
Then your other friends come by, you tell me to go away.
I'm devastated, heartbroken you could say,
And yet I hope, I dream, I wait,
For another fateful autumn day, When you will finally, finally, again ask me to play!

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Mahtab Bangalee December 31, 2019 at 4:58 AM And yet I hope, I dream, I wait, For another fateful autumn day, When you will finally, finally, again ask me to play!//// beautiful poetic expression

Caren Krutsinger December 14, 2019 at 4:08 AM There is no optimism like a child's optimism, Rose Petals. Welcome to Soup!

David Smith December 12, 2019 at 11:52 AM You have not tried to overthink think this poem and have managed to use your words effectively to create something that so many people can relate to on a personal level. You may also have helped some adults let go some issues carried over from childhood. An excellent first post that shows your true credentials as a poet in a sincere and meaningful way. I hope you are encouraged to keep using your obvious talent on the soup. Best regards David in NZ