The Star

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Why does this star bring such shame,
Along with sorrow and so much pain?
Once filled with hope and pride,
I cling with fear to my mother's side.
Her eyes once held tears of joy,
Now only despair as she calls me "my boy".
I once waited my turn for the slide,
Now I wait my turn to die.
As we meet our untimely fate,
There is nothing for us to do but wait.
She holds me close and whispers "my love..."
"...sleep well on the wings of a dove".
Now I stand among the gas,
I close my eyes and breathe my last.





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G & P said...
Jun. 2, 2011 at 1:50 pm
What a beautiful read! Great job. You show great sensitivity...well done
 
The Lambes said...
May 27, 2011 at 10:06 am
Very impressive & wonderfully written!
 
jesus freak said...
May 24, 2011 at 6:11 pm
excellent piece of literatuture, i could go on and on about the symbolism and imagery used. thiis young man has a great future in writing and probably some tiny nipples. great work by all parties involved. im crying on the inside. god bless america and all hail james carroll.
 
bd24 said...
May 23, 2011 at 2:49 pm

Ryan,

That poem is amazing. well done

 
The Mastroianni's said...
May 23, 2011 at 2:25 pm
What a beautiful poem, Ryan. It brought tears to my eyes. Your words and sensitivity said it all. Be proud of yourself, Ryan.
 
The Paolino's said...
May 23, 2011 at 10:16 am
Ryan, great job!  This is awesome...
 
TheScotto's said...
May 23, 2011 at 9:48 am
We are very impressed! Great job Ryan!
 
colemangirls said...
May 22, 2011 at 2:20 pm
Wow...a profound piece of poetry! Beautiful and sensitive!
 
JerNed said...
May 21, 2011 at 7:05 pm
Really impressive, vivid imagery. Nice work!
 
The Stack's said...
May 20, 2011 at 8:33 pm
Great Job Ryan!
 
wallingfords said...
May 20, 2011 at 7:25 pm
AMAZING how a child of such a young age can emote such DEEP emotion and connect to such a tragic time
 
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