Them

December 2, 2008
By
Them

I walk down the hall,
next to my best friend
as she stares
with envy at


them.

I hope she sticks with me, I think to myself.
But
over the years
she went with

them.

And she left me
to be the one
who stares
with envy at


them.





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karasmom33 said...
Dec. 10, 2008 at 1:12 am
Hi Kara. Great job on your "Them" poem. I really enjoyed it. Congratulations for getting posted on the web.
Love,
Mom
 
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