Dear family,
As I grow older,
It gets easier
To go on without
You,
My parents.
Some things are hard
But you're there to help me.
Even my little brother
Is helpful...well
Sometimes.
But you,
Dad, donor,
Whatever you'd prefered to be called
(Though how would I know),
You are someone
I'm growing closer to...
I think.
I've started to move away
From the family I've known,
And I've started to move towards
The man who I've never even met.
The man
Who will most likely never read this poem,
But still
It's here,
It's waiting,
And I'm waiting too.
With love,
Me.
YOU ARE READING
5 End Of The Year Poems
Poetry~class assignment~ _____ 1st: Inspired by Dylan Thomas's poem:"Do Not Go Gentle Into That Cold Night." 2nd: Inspired by Marilou Awiakta's poem:"An Indian Walks In Me." 3rd: Inspired by C. Day-lewis's poem: "Walking Away." 4th: Inspired by Pablo Neru...
