A Poem – Week One

8/18/2017 Sunset

I’ve written hundreds of poems over the years, beginning at age 11.  I’ve been re-reading them recently and discovered some of them are worth sharing.   I wrote this particular poem after my puppy, Lyric died on November 9, 1994.



It hurts me deep inside my soul

Why must pain be like this?

A grip with that tight, tight hold

I must let the tears run down my face

To try to let happiness takes pain’s place

My breath is caught down in myself

I feel as if I have nothing left

But that pain

Pain, pain, pain

Please go away

Haven’t I paid


Just leave me alone

And let me try to be tough.


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