Through My Eyes This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

December 30, 2010
I once was the hottest product
On the market.
I once was owned by a young, nerdy boy
Who has now transformed into an elderly man.
My owner displays so much love for me,
It is like I am the ashes of his admirable father,
He will never let go of me for his life.

We have seen so much history together.
We have witnessed Woodstock, which is one of the
Wildest events in American history.
We were present during the most electric hockey game,
Where we observed the mighty Soviet Union get taken
Down and torn apart by the college players from the U.S.A.
And then, like a divorced couple, or a mother eagle and her children,
My owner and I split ways.

And now, I sit on top of a desk,
Where an 18-year-old kid
Keeps looking at me and typing.
He writes about my history,
And the intriguing life that I have lived.

This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.

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LexiMarban said...
Oct. 30, 2013 at 12:43 pm
Interesting. Really makes me interested in the story and what the object could possibly be
bhoyt96 said...
Jan. 25, 2011 at 8:12 pm


     Today in my 9th grade english class, we were reading your poem, I read it a few times and just did not understand it. The entire class was debating on what the object this poem was being written about. Some thought it was a computer, some thought it was a history book. I thought it was something that was new and upcoming a while ago and now almost goes un-noticed. I was just wondering if you could clarify.

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