Michael
By Kfritz
A bottle hits the wall
And a hundred tiny pieces
Fall to the hardwood floor
A small red-headed boy
Runs into the room
Get away from my Mommy!!!
No One is mean to my Mommy!!
He shouts at his father
His mothers blonde hair
Is pushed aside
By well polished fingers
And tears build up
In the corner of her eyes
Commercials come back on,
So I go to the kitchen
To put my cookie-dough away
(inspired by General Hospital)
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Copyright 2004 Kfritz
Published on Tuesday, December 7, 2004.
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A former member wrote:
great poem
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On Tuesday, December 7, 2004, agentlemenspromise
(42) wrote:
interesting... ~Gentlemen