I liked it a few months ago It was just us three There was no sharing my room There was no screaming baby I at least slept when It was just us three It was just us three I at least slept when There was no screaming baby There was no sharing my room It was just us three I liked it a few months ago Layla Linnard, 11Weston, MA
Poetry-Friends-and-Family
Belonging
We dig holes, In the grainy sand I dig mine, like a dog, the dog I wish I’d had then, When we ran across the sand, laughter surrounds us. A small sand crab scuttles over my foot Daddy holds me Just over the waves The water tickles my feet and I squeal As he picks me up and the wave crashes down on where I was before he bear hugs me tight this is where I belong. Tristan Hui, 11Menlo Park, CA
Belonging
We dig holes, In the grainy sand I dig mine, like a dog, the dog I wish I’d had then, When we ran across the sand, laughter surrounds us. A small sand crab scuttles over my foot Daddy holds me Just over the waves The water tickles my feet and I squeal As he picks me up and the wave crashes down on where I was before he bear hugs me tight this is where I belong. Tristan Hui, 11Menlo Park, CA