state of confusion
Note: this was my son's Christmas present to me, knowing how much I love poetry! Sweet kid, huh?
A golden, wild happy feeling in life
You have to go from the bottom,
To the top of the ceiling.
The water is taken from a creek
That supports lives in a weary peek at the future.
It is a battle to stay alive, you might have to take a peek at a beehive.
One day a deer came up to me, but after a few seconds it decided to flee.
That is how animals react, I hope you can pay attention to that.
1999 Jonathon (age 8, unedited)
[This message has been edited by Corinne (edited 01-06-2000).]