Hello, friends! Look who’s sticking to their schedule (so far)! Today I thought I’d share another poem that I wrote in my poetry class. Sometimes we had prompts, sometimes we didn’t, but the prompt for this poem was “death.” I had written a sad poem the week before, so I though I would add a twist to the end of this one. Just a note, this was written in February or March of this year. Hope you enjoy!
His best friend was dying.
He’d seen it happen to others.
Her skin turned a sickly shade,
her skin was too dry
and even though she denied it,
he could tell
she was barely hanging on.
Then it happened.
she shrunk away,
dropping to rest under their tree.
If he could cry, he would.
He felt himself beginning to fade, too,
and found it harder to hold on.
to join her
in the earth
as he watched,
a toddler with a bright red cap
picked his best friend off the ground
What did you think of that poem? Do you like poetry? Comment down below and let me know what you think!