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Childhood Friend
Contributed by
Fiona
on
Monday, 27th January 2003 @ 10:00:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
FriendshipPoetry
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Im just a kid, whos kind of sad
Today I learned I have no Dad
At School we had a special day,
Where Daddys come to school to play
They came in bunches, every one
And I watched all day as they had fun
They played with toys, jumped in the sand
And gave the teacher a helping hand
If felt so bad, I was all alone,
I wanted my Mommy to come take me home
All day long, the kids would stare
And ask me why my Dad wasnt there
My face got red, I let out a sigh
For once in my life I wanted to die
I ran out of the room, and into the hall
And all at once I started to bawl
There was a young boy, he was crying too
So I walked up and said Whats the matter with you?
He told me how his Dad wasnt there,
That his parents divorced, and that life wasnt fair
I helped the boy up, and my tears disappeared
This boy had experienced the same kind of fear
We walked hand in hand back into the room,
And I knew hed sit with me tomorrow at noon.
Copyright ©
Fiona
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2003-01-27 10:00:00]
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Re: Childhood Friend
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by Jaz on
Monday, 27th January 2003 @ 05:07:25 PM AEST
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Aw, cute!
Very different from your usual style!
Good luck on your exams, see ya tomorrow.
Don't forget to bring the lesbian lovin! |
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