Treasure Island

Chris Clingman

(01/28/1993 / Out of God hands)

We Need Them


Mends the boo boos you get when you are young or old
Opens up the doors to your mind
There when you just simply need a hug
Heroes to children who are afraid
Entertains you when you are crying or bored
Right in your heart so she is never far away
Sweet as honey and also funny

Submitted: Friday, April 19, 2013
Edited: Sunday, May 12, 2013

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  • Margaret Alice Second (5/12/2013 9:04:00 AM)

    Young, old, thanks for opening doors
    a hug, children afraid you say?
    Crying, bored, the lore of her,
    far away, who will say stay,
    tell some more of the
    tales of yore…. (Report) Reply

  • Jane Mellin (4/19/2013 1:11:00 AM)

    I like this poem with its complex narrator who is both child and adult. In the first line, where you've written your, you really mean you're. (Report) Reply

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