Original Poems 1

ACROSTIC POEM
Friends

For each moment spent together,
Relishing each other's company,
Is a person there for you
Every second, every minute, every hour.
Never judging, never selfish.
Developing memory after memory,
Someone that will change your life forever.

"THIS IS JUST TO SAY"

I Wish I Knew

I can't even begin to explain,
or put it in words.
I can't take back
what I thought was okay

I know it makes no sense,
I'm not quite sure either.
I'm trying to figure it out,
trying to make it clear.

This time will be different,
I can promise you that.
But I can't promise it will work,
we'll have to take a chance.

WHERE I AM FROM
From Memories Created by Family

I am from clothes, from Tide and stain remover.
I am from the sprinkler in the yard (spinning, squirting, chilly on my skin as I sprinted by.)
I am from the spruce, dandelion, the grass in the backyard that hosted neighborhood kickball games, the pines, marigolds, the bees attracted to their vibrant colors.
I am from big gatherings and dark hair, from Helen and Julius and Kraus.
I am from the loud mouths and straight A's.
From reading books and trying not to make messes.
I am from Protestants who don't go to church very often.
I'm from Niskyuna and a little house on a farm, sweet strawberries and burgers on the grill.
From the house my grandma sold, the place we used to spend christmas, where my mom would make her famous green beans and bacon.
I am from scrapbooks carefully put together and hidden in drawers, from hundreds of pictures stuffed in the cabinents, all mixed up and out of order.
I am from those memories created by each picture and each moment spent with family.