Sunday, August 11, 2019

"If I could fall into the sky, do you think time would pass me by...?



‘Cause you know I’d walk a thousand miles if I could just see you….”


Preface: Today the babies ripped up the envelope Eoin Colfer sent me his proof of The Fowl Twins in. Basically the coolest piece of mail I've ever received from anyone ever is utterly destroyed. And so I wrote a poem about it.



Sadness Is
By Amelia Rose
For Eoin Colfer

Sadness is
            Falling.
                Down
                    Down
                        Down
            And scraping yourself
                  On the cold hard ground.

Sadness is
            Waiting.
                 For Godot to come
                      But he never does.

Sadness is
Being ditched
                 during a game of hide and seek
 with your friends
                    who aren’t really friends at all.

Sadness is
            The death of a loved one
 Missing the bus on the first day of school
Losing the twenty dollar bill in your back pocket
Not having anyone to sit with in the lunchroom
Getting in a fight with your best friend
Not getting cast in the play you auditioned for

Sadness is
            Missing the one
      You’ve loved
           And lost
                          And watching them live their life happily
                               Without you.

Sadness…is.

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