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Current mood:  complacent Category: Writing and Poetry
The Poem below is dedicate to my dad . I wrote the poem @ School when i was just 14ys old , for my dad who had died just a month or so before. It was not planed it was something that just came over me and i put pen to paper. My teacher said that i should enter it in to a poetry compatshion that was on in the UK,so i did ,i was the outright Winner out of thousands of entry's! I was so happy and it made my mum so proud. The prize was the poem published in Wendy Copes new book,she is a famous & well respected writer.
Here is is the Poem for you @ Myspace....Its called DOORS.
Doors They're always opening and closing Bringing a new life in and an old life out Don't get me wrong I know this has to happen One day But it happened too fast for my Dad His grand daughter Just three months old I think to myself At least he'd got that memory to take with him I wish he could have stayed To see me finish school I miss him, I love him, I wish he could have stayed But it's to late You can't ''wish'' and ''but'' and ''if'' But that's the way it is Door's opening and closing.
Thank you for reading love Chelsea Darling x
11:52 PM
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