Hey, I'm 15 and I worte this poem about my mother. She has breast cancer and i wanted to write out my feelings as a little child, not as 15.
It's called:
The Letter
My mommy has a scary thing.
It’s not a scratch, it’s not a sting.
She looks the same, but wears inside.
Her smiles fade though I know she’s tried.
She can’t play hide and seek any more.
She says her arms and legs are sore.
I really want my mommy better.
Maybe I’ll send God a letter.
Dear Lord Almighty God above,
Please listen to my call of love.
My mommy’s sick, I need her well.
That is what I’m trying to tell.
I miss her laugh, her spirit, her fun.
It went so fast, that’s it she’s done.
I want my mommy to have back her joys.
I’ll give up my dolly, my dresses, my toys.
Oh please dear Lord, make my mommy better.
That is why I sent this letter.
What do you guys think?
Thanks for all replies. :)
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