Poem -

Left Standing There

Left Standing There

It was the last day 
of 
school
Dreams
of the 
pool
Vacation Bible School
Summer Camp
Making Smores
around the fire
Catching fire flies
and she was left
standing there..........

She sat 
on the curb
without
a care in the 
world
Mom and Dad
would
soon
pick her up
and take 
her to 
the first
outdoor concert
of the summer
at the local park
but as of now
She was left standing there

The sun began
to set
and the principal
came out to
the curb

Let's go inside and talk
There has been an
accident!

Many summers
have
come
and pass
Yet whenever 
the Last day of school
comes around
this little
girl
Now a grown
woman
cannot help
but remember
she was
left standing there.................................................
 

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Tony Taylor

Hi GREG!?....tne way this is delivered definitely leaves a lasting impression......that of the little girl morphing on the curb......from young to old....and the pain of receiving the bad news......"There's been an accident.."........wow!!......smokin' grooves brother!!.....sounds like the opening sequence of a great film!!.......ALL STARS!!.....well designed!!......LOVE & ROCKETS!!.....Txo ??❤

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