He rode in
the car, staring out the glass.
Just an
innocent, four-year-old youngster.
His parent’s
excited about something.
He is just
hoping to be out playing.
Just and
innocent, four-year-old youngster.
Heading away
from home with boxes stuffed.
The drive is
like others he has taken.
Away from
what he has known his whole life.
Heading away
from home with boxes stuffed.
It seems
like they have been driving for hours.
Portland is
disappearing behind them.
The only
thing he wants is to do is play.
It seems
like they have been driving for hours.
The dog is
wining loud in the back seat.
The boy and
the dog both want to be free.
Only a few
more minutes in the drive.
The dog is
wining loud in the back seat.
The boy is
getting bored sitting in wait.
Almost there
his parents tell him “relax”.
That makes
him more curious than before.
The boy is
getting bored sitting in wait.
You will
love it there Kody, just trust us.
That makes
him more curious than before.
What is
waiting for them at the ending.
You will
love it there Kody, just trust us.
Will he like
the place they are taking him?
Are they
hiding something very important?
They are
seconds away from his new home.
Will he like
the place they are taking him?
They are
seconds away from his new home.
Ok, I really like this poem because it is so relatable and it doesn't necessarily finish, which gives room for your imagination to fill in the blank. You really express your concern, even as a four year old, about what's happening and your poem took me back to when I moved oh so long ago. I also like the subtle optimism! Great job. -Levi Kyllo
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