Jumping a Fence

November 9, 2009
By RinnyG. SILVER, Manhattan, Kansas
RinnyG. SILVER, Manhattan, Kansas
5 articles 3 photos 9 comments

Favorite Quote:
I'm tall enough I can touch the ground!

Once your born, you start to die...


He used to live across the street,
Outside we’d play, in our bare feet.
From his backyard we’d swing and slide,
And from mine we’d run and hide.
We were young, without common sense,
Doing stupid things, like jumping a fence.

But Ian left this world long ago,
Looking for a happier show.
From up above, he watches me,
Making sure that I can see.
He helps me through life, day by day.
Just thinking of him, makes me stay.

His suicide has kept me from innocence,
And doing stupid things, like jumping a fence.


The author's comments:
This Poem was an asignment for my english class, we had to take an inanimate object (my backyard fence) and let it inspire us to write our poem, it could either focus on the said object itself, or use the object to imply a deeper feeling, or thought. Can you figure out what my backyard fence symbolizes?

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on May. 13 2010 at 7:31 am
.Escape.From.This.Afterlife. GOLD, Short Hills, New Jersey
10 articles 0 photos 94 comments

Favorite Quote:
"bad blood is more satisfying to spill across the floor..."

Aw, that's so sad. :(  But still excellent nonetheless.  I really enjoyed this, you're a talented writer!


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