i love this poem.. sorry
Once on a yellow piece of paper with green lines
he wrote a poem
And he called it "chops"
because that was the name of his dog
And thats what it was all about
And his teacher gave him an A
and a gold star
And his mother hung it on the kitchen door
and read it to his aunts
That was the year Father Tracy took
all the kids to the zoo, and he let them sing on the bus
And his little sister was born
with tiny toenails and no hair
And his mother and father kissed alot
And the girl around the corner sent him a Valentine
signed with a row of X's
and he ha to ask his father what the X's meant
And his father always tucked him into bed at night
And was always there to do it
Once on a piece of white paper with blue lines
he wrote a poem
And he called it "Autumn"
Because that was the name of the season
And thats what it was all about
And his teacher gave him and A
and asked him to write more clearly
And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door
Because of new paint
And the kids told him that Father Tracey smoked cigars
And left butts on the pews
And sometimes they would burn holes
That was the year his sister got glasses
With thick lenses and black frames
And the girl around the corner laughed when
He asked her to go see Santa Claus
And the kids told him why
his mother and father kissed alot
And his father never tucked him into bed at nihgt
And his father got mad when he asked him to do it
Once on a paper torn from his notebook
he wrote a poem
And he called it "Innocence; A Question"
Because that was the question about his girl
And thats what it was all about
And his profesor gave him an A
and a strange steady look
And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door
Because he never showed her
That was the year that Father Tracy died
and he forgot how the end of the Apostles Creed went
And he caught his sister making out on the back porch
And his mother and father never kissed
or even talked
And the girl around the corner
wore too much makeup
That made him cough when he kissed her
but he kissed her anyway
because that was the thing to do
And at 3am he tucked himself into bed
his father snoring soundly
Thats why on the back of a brown paper bag
he tried another poem
And he called it "Absolutely Nothing"
Because thats what it was really all about
And he gave himself an A
And a slash on each damned wrist
And he hung it on the bathroom door
Because this time he didnt think
He could reach the kitchen.
sorry its really long. but i posted it because thats how my life feels right now.
he wrote a poem
And he called it "chops"
because that was the name of his dog
And thats what it was all about
And his teacher gave him an A
and a gold star
And his mother hung it on the kitchen door
and read it to his aunts
That was the year Father Tracy took
all the kids to the zoo, and he let them sing on the bus
And his little sister was born
with tiny toenails and no hair
And his mother and father kissed alot
And the girl around the corner sent him a Valentine
signed with a row of X's
and he ha to ask his father what the X's meant
And his father always tucked him into bed at night
And was always there to do it
Once on a piece of white paper with blue lines
he wrote a poem
And he called it "Autumn"
Because that was the name of the season
And thats what it was all about
And his teacher gave him and A
and asked him to write more clearly
And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door
Because of new paint
And the kids told him that Father Tracey smoked cigars
And left butts on the pews
And sometimes they would burn holes
That was the year his sister got glasses
With thick lenses and black frames
And the girl around the corner laughed when
He asked her to go see Santa Claus
And the kids told him why
his mother and father kissed alot
And his father never tucked him into bed at nihgt
And his father got mad when he asked him to do it
Once on a paper torn from his notebook
he wrote a poem
And he called it "Innocence; A Question"
Because that was the question about his girl
And thats what it was all about
And his profesor gave him an A
and a strange steady look
And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door
Because he never showed her
That was the year that Father Tracy died
and he forgot how the end of the Apostles Creed went
And he caught his sister making out on the back porch
And his mother and father never kissed
or even talked
And the girl around the corner
wore too much makeup
That made him cough when he kissed her
but he kissed her anyway
because that was the thing to do
And at 3am he tucked himself into bed
his father snoring soundly
Thats why on the back of a brown paper bag
he tried another poem
And he called it "Absolutely Nothing"
Because thats what it was really all about
And he gave himself an A
And a slash on each damned wrist
And he hung it on the bathroom door
Because this time he didnt think
He could reach the kitchen.
sorry its really long. but i posted it because thats how my life feels right now.