Monday, October 12, 2009

I Am
Because of Winn-Dixie
I am young and alone.
I wonder why?
I hear nothing.
I can’t see her.
I want to know.
I am young and alone.
I pretended she will come back.
I touched her.
I worry if love ones always leave.
I cry because I don’t remember.
I am young and alone.
I understand she left.
I say he is here.
I dream about her.
I try to understand.
I hope to know.
I am young and alone.

Anaid Villeda

1 comment:

  1. I love this poem! It is really good Anaid and it is kindof similar to mine but it is her mother that is alone. I like how you used the sentence twice for the start of the poem and the end or your poem.

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