The News Poem by gary hicinbothem
The News
I woke up 1 morning to my lil sister and my da crying,
and i thought it was about my uncle that was dying,
but i figured out that my cuzin was dead,
it just kept racing through my head as i lay in the bed,
when i got up to walk io fell to my knees,
asking god please for this not to be true,
crying so hard that my face is blue,
i do not know what happend i dont have a clue,
so sad and mad that i dont know what to do,
so i took a walk to be by myself,
because i new i would need help,
gee, i hope you handle it okay. you always can talk to me on here! anyway...yeah good job!
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5/3/2024 4:19:12 AM # 1.0.0.1119
when i got up to walk io fell to my knees, asking god please for this not to be true, crying so hard that my face is blue, i do not know what happend i dont have a clue, you did a good job at expressing your feelings.I like how you rhymed true, blue, clue, and then do. good job. Becca