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Angela Yarbrough

Rookie (Lansing, Michigan)

Tank


I once met a little girl named Tank.
At five years of age,
Her old soul wasn't fake.
I asked her how are you today ma'am?
With big brown eyes
She peered up at the sky,
Then looked at me
Opened her mouth up wide and said
Better......

I thought to myself
Yesterday I wonder how she felt.
The next day came.
I asked her the same.
How are you today ma'am?
With big brown eyes
She peered up at the sky,
Then looked at me
Opened her mouth up wide and said
Better......

One more time
I'll give it a try
So the third day was here
My words very clear
How are you today ma'am?
With big brown eyes
She peered up at the sky,
Then looked at me
Opened her mouth up wide and said
Better......

All at once the mystery was revealed
I knew it was real.
What was said long ago
When poetry was first told,
Out of the mouth of infants and nursing babies.....

Submitted: Monday, July 29, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, July 30, 2013

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