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Poem 10: cheer up

  • By Cecelia
  • Nov 5, 2016
  • 1 min read

On a wooden bench

all alone I sat

you came along and cheered me up

just like that

you always knew the

perfect way to make me glad

it was like magic

when you made me happy when I was sad

so thanks for being there

helping me when I was blue

I want you to know

that I will always miss you

although you're still here

it feels like a not

for we are still in our war

That I wish we could say we fought

 
 
 

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