Going On Twelve, Thirteen, Fourteen, Fifteen Poem by Leslie Ching
Going On Twelve, Thirteen, Fourteen, Fifteen
When I turned twelve-oh what a fright!
Home alone for half a night!
When I turned thirteen, life was a bore
Lists of chores like none before!
When I turned fourteen, Depression reigned
Plenty lost and little gained-
A year will pass, what fifteen brings
I sure hope will spice up things-
For life's too short to dwell on the bad-
Leave behind the unwanted and sad...
this is excellent it has a really good flow. I remember when I was those ages and they are hard ones but every thing that comes goes. great job. Becca
oh cool! wonderful diction, awesome meaning, and it kept me interested with ur usual dryness...! }=D 10++++++++++++++++++++
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A true poetess in the amking, lovely creative thoughts penned with perception, , , hope you get a chance to read some of mine Leslie, , send me any favorites you think of, , , , , ,