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Looking up, she sees black umbrellas blowing in the wind
Under an expanse of gray cloudy nothingness
She feels the cold prick of raindrops on her legs
As she grips Mommy’s frozen hand
She doesn’t understand
Trails of tears trickle down pale cheeks
Of people she faintly recognizes
And the melodic staccato of rain on heavy hearts
Is only interrupted by the occasional sniffle
She tries to inquire about what is happening
But those worn, tear-stained faces only stare at the stone
Little does she know
Daddy’s not coming home tonight



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Bob23 said...
Dec. 18, 2012 at 8:51 am
Wow. Amazin poem. It was especially touching, since I read it just days after the Newtown shooting. This is how a child may have gone to a best friends funeral. Please see some of my work.
 
AnnaFofana said...
Dec. 17, 2012 at 3:07 pm
That was really good that almost made me cry.
 
Nikki1559 said...
Dec. 17, 2012 at 12:43 pm
Totaly awsome! I almost cried!
 
MarieAntoinette2012This teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. said...
Dec. 17, 2012 at 11:58 am
Vey sad and tragic. I'm very impressed.
 
Inoui_Fou-carm said...
Dec. 16, 2012 at 11:32 pm
I totally agree, its a good poem, usually children know no such thing as death. It was amazing! Please view mine. Thank You.
 
TheSkyOwesMeRainThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Dec. 16, 2012 at 10:54 pm
Touching, because it is from the perspective of a child discussing something that children are not normally aware of or exposed to. (did that make any sense?) I loved it :') 
 
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