Where the Gallows Hung This work is considered exceptional by our editorial staff.

May 9, 2013
In the meadow,
Grassy green,
Stood an oak,
Tall and lean.
Here the gallows hung.
The body twirled lifeless in the breeze,
It put our little hearts at ease.
The man that hung was a thief and a crook,
The woman’s gold and jewels he took.
In the gallows he hung.
In the shade our mother did weep,
It was truly a puzzling feat,
This man had been loved by her and another,
The thought of him, my father, made me shudder.
Here the gallows hung.

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AugustSummerFling This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
May 13, 2013 at 9:44 am
This was deep and haunting. Beautifully written and the rhyming added on to the beauty. It also reminded me of the song 'The Hanging Tree' from the book Mockingjay. Great job :)
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