Open Poetry #5 |
Life (a poem by my son) |
Corinne Member Ascendant
since 1999-10-28
Posts 5167state of confusion |
Note: this was my son's Christmas present to me, knowing how much I love poetry! Sweet kid, huh? Life 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).] |
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LngJhnAg Member Elite
since 1999-07-23
Posts 3508Boot+Kitty=Poetry in motion |
Wow, Corinne - he's a chip off the old block. His style shows us all the life you gave him. I guess some people do live forever, don't they? |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
How sweet, Corinne! Another poet in the wings! Denise |
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Deborah Junior Member
since 2000-01-03
Posts 41 |
What a cute poem and special present to get. It's nice to know there are some young poets out there. Deborah |
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Corinne Member Ascendant
since 1999-10-28
Posts 5167state of confusion |
Thanks Michael, Denise and Deborah! Best present I ever got! Corinne |
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