This is an original poem that I wrote.
The Skeleton
I see the skeleton
Who are you skeleton?
Were you an artist, a teacher, a stay at home mom?
Are you my ancestor?
I see the skeleton.
What did you think, skeleton?
What were your opinions?
Ideas?
Emotions?
I see the skeleton.
The skeleton is behind a wooden glass case
Trapped and there for all to see
People laugh and make jokes
but you were a human.
I see the skelton
We all see the skeleton.
No comments:
Post a Comment