To all those that left, Thank You
The boy in the fading dawn of tomorrow,
Never had a clue of what to make of sorrow.
His joking eyes misled and showed someone tough,
Yet he never knew If it would be good enough.
His first shoe laces in the road since six,
No matter what came it could never be a fix.
His frame of mind sought to never be alone,
But yet the one, lone show was all he'd ever known.
Alone and forgotten, let me explain,
How this poor boys shoe has came in vain.
The moon ascended and said, "sleep tight" again,
But but then the boy had known the trend.
Each day arguing would cease.
This drive and crazed the boy of calling the police.
A girl had came in the world to make him whole,
He thought she loved him, heart and soul.
But she came to out grow the shoe's fit.
And left like everyone, the boy's mind had lost it.
He opens his eyes, his closes thoughts to scribe,
Looks off the edge and wonders if he'd fly
The shoe in the road belonged to a pair,
Of all those who said forever, but were never there.
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Its the poem I won the state competition in TN beta con