Geri

Mommy 
Where did you go? 
Come back to me. 
My little mouth can’t feed itself. 

Mommy 
I miss you 
I need you here with me. 
My little tears won’t dry themselves. 

The Man on the Moon is melting 
His figure distorted 

Like candle wax dripping down into the inky sky 
His essence forms the stars 

 

The whole world readies itself in anticipation of beautiful things. 

The sky sends down its sunny beams of joy 
Revealing to us a green oasis
Finally released from winter's icy grasp. 

*This is definately more than 30 lines, oops* 

This piece was published in my school newspaper!!! Hope you enjoy :) 


My bright red converse in the snow 
crunching step by soggy step 

Your blue sneakers 
racing to meet mine 

Past tense: 
You and I 

Present tense: 
me 

From "we" to one 

From "us" to none.