“It takes a long time to grow up,” courtesy of nattu.Today I’m featuring a poem written by Max. It was found among a bunch of crumpled math papers.
I am Strong and Fast
I wonder how there are boys and girls.
I hear laughter.
I see the waves of the ocean.
I want to go to San Francisco again
and see the glimmering lights of the city.
I am strong and fast.
I hear laughter.
I see the waves of the ocean.
I want to go to San Francisco again
and see the glimmering lights of the city.
I am strong and fast.
I pretend I’m a wrestler.
I feel happy.
I touch the stars.
I worry about my grades.
I cry when there’s a sad part in a movie.
I feel happy.
I touch the stars.
I worry about my grades.
I cry when there’s a sad part in a movie.
I am strong and fast.
I understand crying.
I say no more wars.
I dream of swimming.
I try to keep my grades high.
I hope I get a torpedo on my R.C. sub.
I am strong and fast.
I love it. He has a future as a poet, if he chooses. 🙂
So deep and beautiful. Thank you Max!!