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September 04 My Daughter's PoetryAll Grown Up
by Calli Hart Walton
Flourescent lights, Dull and blinding
Fall upon desks and chairs
The smell of chalkdust
And a freshly sharpened pencil
Scratching out equations.
I lift my head and gaze
Past the window
And let my mind escape
To play in golden leaves
And roll down grassy hills
As I once did When I was young
Skinned knees and blisters
From falling on the playground
The bell chimes
Its mocking, sing-song melody
Snapping my mind into place
Trigonometry
Broken hearts
Drugs and cigarettes
And to think...
I wanted to be a 'big kid' |
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