Poems

Devynn, Grade 2, Age 7, Ruidoso, NM

Max

I knew that Max was ours before.
Once we were best friends ... forever, forever.
I know that dreams don't come true.
It's difficult when you lose something special.
It's hard to think of difficulty.
It's difficult to be under control, under control.

Submitted January 24, 2005

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