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Open Poetry #31

Grassy Salvation Army Discards

Kellie_Cantrell
Senior Member

since 2002-05-22

Posts 1667
New York

0 posted 2004-03-08 02:29 AM

Tumbling down the hillside,
cardboard box below.
Wandering through, childhood like so.
Blustery wind, knocking me around.
Zippered up, in a thick old tattered coat,
from a salvation army discard bin.

Must of been a few years old,
not to wild, not to boring either so,
but young enough to be innocent and ignorant.
Old enough to have a sense of ego and pride to remain.

But on the grassy hillside everything would fade away.
time would pass the day away. I'd tear and be on my merry little way.
Maybe everyday or just once or twice.

I don't know, but if it really wasn't sooo,
my memory doesn't recollect.
But I wonder and I must.
Sometime I will know if it was so,
until then It will be just.

A grassy hillside and a cardboard box.
A tattered salvation army discard coat.
A innocent ignorant child.
A pure and destined heart.
A ego and a dash of pride.

Love,
xXx~*KELLIE*~xXx
Graduation : January 29th 2004

muted

Member Elite

since 2004-01-15

Posts 2949
Elapsing, Eclipsing, Evolving

1 posted 2004-03-08 09:53 PM

i dont always remember so well myself...
and sometimes what i do remember isnt so great! so i fill in the gaps the way i wanted it to be.....

thank you for this read

Grover
Senior Member

since 2004-01-27

Posts 1967
London, ON, Canada

2 posted 2004-03-09 12:01 PM

Humbling. A very nice poem! Grover.

Margherita
Member Seraphic

since 2003-02-08

Posts 22236
Eternity

3 posted 2004-03-09 06:16 PM

"A pure and destined heart."

You are beautiful.

Love, Margherita

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