A breeze bristled through the Greek town.
Your hat flutters against your head,
Shifting up and down
Until you were left with dread.
Tears welled up.
Face becomes distorted.
Hands cup,
Containing the chortled
Cries that are dumped.
What were you supposed to do,
Now that you lost your favorite hat?
There was only one thing you knew
And it was to follow the other students with that
Look of a shrew.
Wondering the streets,
Following the group.
Feeling like you have faced too many defeats,
Your demeanor continues to droop.
Wait, what’s that?
A sanctuary.
You glance over the railing and find yourself looking at
A pod of sea turtles.
The beautiful creatures
Gracefully dove in and out of the clear water.
Then you realized their fascinating features
Would one day be made for slaughter.
Who could harm something
So innocent.
A reptile who wants nothing
More than to be given acknowledgement
For their determination of surviving.
The day was drawing to a close.
The gift shop was locking their doors.
You chose
An object that would forever be yours,
A reminder of this day within your very core.
Curled in the palm of your hand
Was a stuffed turtle on a key chain.
The yellow and greens defined it as cute and
Perfect, yet simple and plain.
Though your day
Began in a depressing state,
You discovered that all your dismay
Was able to deflate.
All because of the small treasure
Held securely within the palm of your hand.
Always emitting inside you a joyous pleasure,
As if you have stumbled into the promise land.
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Collection of Random Poems
PoetryThis is a collection of poems that come to mind every chance I get. They range from all sorts of genres; from friendship to romance, holidays to birthdays. Hope you enjoy. Feel free to leave comments. This story is copyrighted. Please, do not steal...