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Lara Chern Poem
You may be older, but that doesn't make you smarter.
You may be taller, but that doesn't make you stronger.
You may be prettier, but that doesn't make you kinder.
You may be popular, but that doesn't make you loyal.
What you look like on the outside,
Doesn't reflect who you are.
What you have on the inside matters,
Keep your traits over looks.
You can be smarter, yet younger,
Shorter, yet stronger,
Ugly, yet kinder,
And a no one, yet more loyal.
Those the traits are the things that matter,
Looks aren't everything.
If you can’t judge a book by its cover,
Why judge people by their looks.
Copyright © Lara Chern | Year Posted 2015
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Lara Chern Poem
You were my parent,
Even if I haven’t seen you for years,
It may seem I don’t care,
But you should know in the future it will be quite clear that I do.
When you were taken away,
All I could do was cry.
The things I could think about,
Were nothing but good.
You played tennis with me,
Since I was small.
You skied with me,
Through each and every fall.
You would read to me,
Each and every night.
You would be with me,
Through the difficult times.
But then,
Once you gain all my trust,
You lose it faster than gained,
With only that one task.
You moved miles away,
Without a goodbye.
It may not be your fault,
But at the time it was.
I was dying to know what truly happened,
I know it was up in the air,
Once I found out,
I was less than impressed.
I saw you once a week,
We would ski every time.
But it wasn't the same,
I just didn't know if I should trust you.
It was like there was a wall between us,
And I didn't know what was true or false.
I believed what you said,
Though it was just a little hard.
You were in my every thought,
Each day and each night.
But then I couldn't see you,
And that broke my heart.
All I could do,
Was email and call.
And during that time,
I missed you so much.
Those emails are still there,
Even after two years.
I read over them on November fourteenth,
And I finally can remember that special day.
I know I forgot,
And I always asked.
But now that I know,
I will never forget.
That day that they came,
They knocked on the door.
I answered and they asked,
For you or mom.
I ran to the attic,
And played with David.
While I was up there,
They were with you.
When I came back down,
David came too.
Mom told us what happened,
We all cried all night.
The next day I went to school,
My whole class was then to find out.
It was a hard day to face,
Not much class work was done.
The rest of that year,
Was quite hard to take.
With questions that want to be answered,
But I wouldn't budge.
But there came those days,
Where I almost had to forget.
But keep it in my head,
In its own special spot.
It was soon the buzz of the school,
All about you and/or me.
It was hard to take at first,
But it could only get better.
And during that time,
I made some new friends,
and learned some things,
About friends old and new.
Yes I was mad,
But I always loved you.
And I know you loved me,
Just as much as I loved you.
I know I will never know,
If your choice was for better or worse.
But I will always know,
That you always loved me and I will always love you.
Copyright © Lara Chern | Year Posted 2015
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