Kennedy has apretty pink cast
Adorned on her arm
From the wrist and back
To the elbow to prevent harm
She smiled weakly
And examined the cast
I could see in her eye
She had one in the past
It didn't seem like a pleasant memory
Oh well.
We ride back in the ambulance
All the way back to class
Because somehow school
Has yet to pass
For the day.
I was the first to sign Kennedy's cast.
YOU ARE READING
Kennedy Maria Thomas
PoetryCarlos needs something to write about in his upcoming Literature Project. A poetry book consisting of at least fifty poems. There's a girl in his class who never talks and is very pretty. What if he writes about her?
