10/9/09 05:51 pm - Poetry assignment
Had to write a "memory poem" so i came up with this:
He picked me up
Like a little china doll that could never be broken
Once my knight in shining armor, I ran to you
in hopes your strong, caloused hands would protect me.
Your thick, wavy, black hair
that would eventually resemble the birdnest on top of mine
would curl between my fingers as a child in play
The day I sat on your lap
would be the last day remembering the look
of happiness you gave me, from chin up.
As the years went by, these hands grew
far apart from the promises you once gave me
Each season passed by without your voice
only to remind myself, I am no longer your china doll
And the black hair thoroughly mimicking yours
Is forced into something else
straight and narrow
It doesn't curl like yours did, that day you smiled
As if you would be there, in your rocking chair
To comfort and protect me forever
