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Lovely

March 6, 2014
By MilindaMiller BRONZE, Grandville, Michigan
MilindaMiller BRONZE, Grandville, Michigan
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There is a boy I know
Who sits by me in school.
He goes unnoticed by everyone
His hands tremble in 90 degree heat
He wears hoodies year-round
Which he hides in like a blanket
Protecting him from goblins
And I think he is lovely.

There is a boy I know
Whose eyes are weeping willows
And are empty as the sea
But his face smiles shyly
So nobody notices the eyes
And they carry on with their days.
He has long black hair
And I think he is lovely.

There is a boy I think I know
Whose emotions I can sense.
I caught him crying alone
He told me all there is to know
From the death of his father
To the stub of his toe.
We’re best friends now
And I still think he is lovely.

But there was a boy I knew
Who was too broken to be fixed.
The seat by me in school
Has been empty 7 months.
He’s gone,
And I am lonely.
There is one thing I will always regret...
I never told him he was lovely.


The author's comments:
The purpose of this poem is to make the reader feel something strongly. Whether that is grief for the boy and/or his friend, curiosity, anger toward the people who ignored him, or all of the above. It's meant to show people that everything is not always what it seems, so you should never be too quick to judge.

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