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    Banzai One-time Mod, but on the road to recovery Contributor

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    Evelyanin - Weekly Poetry Contest (122) Winner

    Discussion in 'Bi-Weekly Poetry Contest Archives' started by Banzai, Jul 29, 2010.

    By Evelyanin

    I showed her it after school,
    A few skips across the room,
    And a twirl around the couch.
    “Do you like it?”
    “It’s beautiful, little dancer.”

    Glue dries on the kitchen table
    And glitters fall to the floor.
    I gave her the bookmark.
    “It’s for you!”
    “Thank-you, little artist.”

    A jam sandwich on a plate,
    Brought to the side of the bed
    Where my mother lay sick.
    “Get well soon.”
    “I hope so, little chef.”

    One last trip to the hospital,
    To say our final farewells.
    Her hand rests on my cheek.
    “Where will you go?”
    She smiles, “To see our creator.”
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