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My Poetry of Life


When I was just a tike,

More specifically two,

I started to rhym words together,

And recite things like poets do.

Fast forward to when I was older,

Now I was in school;

I made a poem like a nursery rhym,

I thought it was pretty cool.

As I hit those hard teen years and on,

My poetry became songs;

Expressing my feelings and longings and fears,

How I felt I and others were wronged.

Poetry has always been part of my life,

Weaved in it like ribbon in a braid;

It seems to burst from all of us,

When we feel happy, sad, angry, or afraid.

So don't be scared to write a poem,

When it comes to you;

Poems got me through some tough times,

They can help you, too.

 

 

 
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caiteyg
<p>This is for the You, Me, and Poetry Scholarship Slam. I hope you enjoy it!</p>

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